Applause

[Verse 1]
Whip up some wisdom pistol whip a bitch with
Bit of that knowledge lots of it is sitting
Idle mindful rubbish, I recycle
Spinal reflex hyped the wrong rifle
Breathing this in sipping Lipton too
Simple and innocent into more than you
I'm distance winning instant dope feeling
Hate the fake and hate the faker ceiling
Ain’t a thing as limit its infinite take a piss then kill it
Take a bit of time but I still got like fifty minutes
Isn’t it a bit ironic I run it but still I put the pressure
Sick, I ain’t sniffing pepper
I'm daring like I got cheddar
Ain't even on my page
You ain't even on the same damn book
Ain't even in the library, look
Sick of this shit flick of the wrist
Figure it out with a bit of a twist
Looking like it didn’t even exist
Full on a myth have it dismiss

[Break]
Wait, God damn
What the fuck
God damn yea
Keep it up
God damn
Feeling hot
Feeling what

[Pool]
Feeling hot
Yeah I copped the applause when I dropped
Feeling on top on God
Yeah it’s my season, did it
Did it so good they grieving and I
And I got my balls and my pride in my pocket
I ain’t gone lie I’m trynna die idiotic
Dumb hard off the wine like an alcoholic
Im flyer than a rocket
Aye you bet god damn

[Hook]
You bet im always chasing
Better man down!
If I get too complacent
Ima fall out
Prolly need to face it like now
But first, let me face this blunt
I’m hiding till im done
Blacking out like my lungs
Ooh please don’t take my cup
Like bitch, I ain’t giving no fucks

[Verse 2]
Preach but don’t practise
Plussing my mathematics
Putting a bit of effort into beating my own bad habits
Pushing myself in balance
Better be doing it massive
Packing a punch in my life
While im letting shit just happen
Definitely, do be doing all I can do
Super duper, some of them say im supernatural
Before I laugh, you better pass up on that flannel
Ever present in the astral
I'm fly like travel
I'm actually a boss in it
If my ego get too big
I'll get lost in it
And my dripping got so sick
That we lost linen
Found some love in it
Every time I talk in rhythm
They applauding it
If they playing something shit
I'll be pausing it
If it's getting to my thoughts ill be gone with it
If im honest with myself
I'm a narcissistic artist
I'm tossing and turning
With thoughts when im learning
The floor burning
So I jump on top of my bullshit
I'm naturally casual
I'm casually natural and stupid
It gets too trippy, big booze sipping
It's too foolish
The view lucid
At least it's coolish
I'm kinda sick but im flu-less
Spirit thick like a Buddhist
Keeping fit, making music
Good at school, they like who this?
Ima do it like Nike
Psyche filled with them juices
The ones that make you go stupid
I'm choosing cash over cupid aye

[Break]
Wait, God damn
What the fuck
God damn yea
Keep it up
God damn
Feeling hot
Feeling what

[Pool]
Feeling hot
Yeah I copped the applause when I dropped
Feeling on top on God
Yeah it’s my season, did it
Did it so good they grieving and I
And I got my balls and my pride in my pocket
I ain’t gone lie I’m trynna die idiotic
Dumb hard off the wine like an alcoholic
Im flyer than a rocket
Aye you bet god damn

[Hook]
You bet im always chasing
Better man down!
If I get too complacent
Ima fall out
Prolly need to face it like now
But first, let me face this blunt
I’m hiding till im done
Blacking out like my lungs
Ooh please don’t take my cup
Like bitch, I ain’t giving no fucks

[Break]
Wait, God damn
What the fuck
God damn yea
Keep it up
God damn
Feeling hot
Feeling what