Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I stimulate my brain with this bitch named Mary Jane
She wanna get my treat but I told this bitch she can't
I'm pouring up zips, I got narcotics in my drank
Your girlfriend been watching and she see I do my thing
Chris fucking Travis, I don't fuck with you lames
I'm drinking pink soda with a side of pizza mane
The shit be so delicious, bringing bitches in my kitchen
Them hoes ain't water whipping, they just cooking food and strippin'
Meanwhile I'm chilling, ate some shrooms, so I'm tripping
Hop in to the funk, bitch, the psychedelic spirits
Sipping so much lean a **** pissing purple urine
Now open up that mouth hoe and swallow up my children
She drunker than a bitch and popped some pills so she feel it
She got butt naked and said, "**** let's get it"
I said, "Bitch okay", ain't no shame up in my gang
She full of this shit and barely know her whole name
I gave her a piece now she want the whole thing
Sex with this bitches, prometh up in my tank
Codeine sex is the fucking best mane
She said a **** artsy, bitch, that be my right brain
[Verse 2]
Psychedelic funk
Fuck with this shit, bitch
Psyche-psychedelic funk
Fuck with this shit, bitch
Psyche-psychedelic funk
Fuck with this shit, bitch
Mac-Mac 11 hoe, get your ass real quick
[Verse 3]
Told that hoe to get it, I'm a motherfuckin' chemist
Pouring up potion, bitches, mind and prescription
Only fuck with women that portray that hippie image
Tumblr ass bitch, she got them stars on her titties
I said, "Lets leave", and the bitch came with me
I don't give a fuck my ****, take care of your bitches
They all on my dick but I tell 'em don't kiss me
I'm feeling on her clit and rest is fucking history
**** check my steez, 'cause they ain't got no bitches
Send kisses to your women, that's how I love listenin'
I told you fuck ****, we gone be rich in a minute
Mac-11 for you pussy **** always trippin'
The Arizona tea and prometh, bitch, I mix it
Now listen to this shit as you start to feel trippy
And drink up that vodka fuck tryna be tipsy
I do my own thang, fuck whoever not helpin'
I'm sipping Texas tea, and I'm smoking Boston Celtics
I keep that purple drank, mane they call a **** Welch's
Said, "Bitch I got them drugs, man, I know you **** smell it"
My fault I took your bitch, my ****, I swear I can't help it
[Verse 4]
Psyche-psychedelic funk
Fuck with this shit, bitch
Psyche-psychedelic funk
Fuck with this shit, bitch
Psyche-psychedelic funk
Fuck with this shit, bitch
Mac-Mac 11 hoe get your ass real quick
Written by: Chris Travis
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