Psychotic Panhandlers

[Chorus]
Imma go in on this
Imma go spazz on a bitch
Imma blast me a wig
I ain’t asking for shit, shit
(Bitch ass niggas)
Imma go in on this
Imma go spazz on a bitch
Imma blast me a wig
I ain’t asking for shit, shit
Imma go in on this
Imma go spazz on a bitch
Imma blast me a wig
I ain’t asking for shit, shit
(Bitch ass niggas)
Imma go in on this
Imma go spazz on a bitch
Imma blast me a wig
I ain’t asking for shit, shit
Mother fuck that
Take the shit

[Verse]
Going through the motions coastal smoking, silver surfer
Make a purchase for your soul merchant
Back inside your placement chasing forties facing blunts
Fuck you want, Vic gon’ speak his mind
Never tweak off the lime
Divine disconnected, blessed, extra dressing, message flew like leftwich
Please don’t come in my session
Show progression, flexing, messing up the beat infection
Fetching bones, Vic in the zone
He can’t be clones, diamonds is clear like Patron
After three more drinks baby gon’ pull out my shlong
I shling ‘til the morn
Getting it done like I should
Not blazing woods
Vic in the hood
Blunt big as Suge
No need to impress, sick of saying I’m the best
Your chick is saying he the shit
Fresh as a fist, the less that exist
Know that the can’t mess with the Vic
I bring back the Vic [?] all hail the dimes from ’99-9-9-9
Lying about the iron
That you’ll find if you’re rapping
Stop trying

[Chorus]
Imma go in on this
Imma go spazz on a bitch
Imma blast me a wig
I ain’t asking for shit, shit
Hold on hold on
Imma go in on this
Imma go spazz on a bitch
Imma blast me a wig
I ain’t asking for shit, shit
Imma go in on this
Imma go spazz on a bitch
Imma blast me a wig
I ain’t asking for shit, shit