Cmon

Some real boom bap shit motherfucker

Look, come and kick it in the plus 64

Yeah hah

Pull up to the party with a bag full of shrooms

And a hand full of doobs

A couple fly honeys wanna hang with the dude

While I'm counting up money in the back of the room

Look

Don't be mad at the dude

Cuz I got your girl sitting on my lap getting loose

Ye

Giving daps to the crew

Blow a kiss then I'm back to the booth

I'm off a tab of the acid, gram of the shrooms

I'm a real mad hatter, puffing of a zoot

Look

I don't give a fuck put my middle fingers up

Point it at the politicians in the room

See I dish it up clean and deliver it smooth

Like my raps are 5 star Michelin food

Pretty lady if you dig the groove

Come and show me what those hips can do

Come and kick it in the plus 64

Come and kick it in the plus 64

Come and kick it in the plus 64

Come and kick it in the plus 64

Young vanilla essence his presence is over evident

Holy flows are showing his potent poems are heaven sent

Competent and confident he's never been, negligent

Hit you like a xanny every bar he drop is medicine

But I don't promote drugs in my dumb raps

Unless you talking shrooms or a fat blunt wrap

Try to cancel me here's a little fun fact

You can wipe it off your cheek if you want my comeback

Got that old school feel like a mp3

Yet I never put my hands on an MPC

I don't know bro I'm an old soul

I know a few mc's envy me

Cuz I'm a slick rhymer, wine diner, only with some fine china

Tryna find a beauty for the beast

I live a movie musically

I keep it groovy when I'm moving to the beat so

Come and kick it in the plus 64

Come and kick it in the plus 64

Come and kick it in the plus 64

Come and kick it in the plus 64