Hypnagogia

[Verse]

Forty-five hundred for the ambience

This Jacob, no pocket watch

Fourteen hundred for a group of hoes

At Eddie V's, 'bout to eat it all

West coast, east coast, bed of salt

Pitch black on 'em like asphalt

Walk in this bitch like handsome boy

Poppin' these beans like an astronaut

White on the table like Hasselhoff

Your lil' bitch tryna do it all

Peel off on a bitch like dual exhausts

Took a bitch where she ain't been before

I don't give a fuck 'bout time

You poke your head out, I cuckoo clock

We pourin' your blood out just like condiments

Butterfly knife, I'll line the bitch

Get protein like collagen

Bitch pay me like I'm the rent

Killin' the scene like he's wrong

Hands in the air like Da Vinci Code

Knock your air out, like mind your business

All these bars be confidential

Pockets on Carl Winslow

Chop a nigga up, he lookin' minced

Can't be out my element

Light a nigga up like an element

Ash a nigga out like a Parliament

Bust him in the head with the cartridges

Whole lot of goals like Arsenal

Whippin' that shit, got carpal tunnel

Uh, uh-uh

Bitch keep sippin' me, Arnold Palmer

Shit get sticky just like caramel

Flexin', Schwarzenegger, Arnold

Cookin' that dope, no Easy-Bake

This ain't crack, bitch, this is paint

"He got swag," no, bitch, you don't

Is he is or is he ain't?

Nigga drunk every day, don't faint

You type of niggas can't pull my rank

Put a clip in that bitch, it clank

Whole lot of bars at the kitchen sink

Keep my name out your mouth if ain't no bag

Scrubbin' his tongue with a Brillo pad

Got this shit online like a link in a class

Shit I learned, can't get from a class

Fuck bein' on a whim, I be on two wings

Martin Luther King told me life is but a dream

Once again? Bitch, it ain't Evanescence

Got 'em perplexin', told 'em this a new regime

Foot pressed to the metal, don't admire me

Callouses on the irony, this shit get tiring

Trappin' ain't dead 'cause Dali ain't dead

Shots to the head, pen full of lead

But rappin' ain't dead 'cause Dali ain't dead

Shots to the head, pen full of lead