ZAP (feat. Sumgii)

See I came in the room, He was crip walking

I didn’t say shit, that was the drink talking

Just jump the queue I’m feeling important

Need to order my philly, I think I’m withdrawing

Hit the bank and make a withdrawal

I’m off the shits and yes that shits plural

Flirting with death because I’m immortal

Concerned with your ethics but yes I’m immoral

Hypocritical individual, absolutely positively cynical

That slick formidable, living minimal

Cutting jewellery, popping pills miserable still

More bounce to the ounce

So I get a 40 ounce and an ounce til I bounce

I need more models, full throttle she’s a rider

Full throttle, need more bottles for the rider

I joyride a no limit tank in a tank top

I don’t get the picture unless there’s a velvet backdrop

Counting stacks, stance like a hunchbacked Sasquatch

Big willy Cooper pale horse at the Ascot

Zap samples get chopped up, looped and scarred

Master new styles in minutes like dupe the card

Super hard, Goku supercharged

I fuck around and put your (?)

Oo oo ahh, see me in school

We’re not recruiting nah

You know the score like Fugee laa

But no you don’t though

I’m not crazy I’m fucking loco

Broke it down and hit the rule book

616 shit kid, this is a new look

Mix this with that, then I took a sip and threw up

Then blew up, Macaulay ain’t a good son if he grew up

Yo, packs smelly ask Trelly

I got the Benny Blanco from the bronx fetty

Heavy, so very Brick Pelly Pelly

Man verse machine put my fist through the telly

Y'get me? Huh? Or maybe not

I do little and get paid a lot

So high that I’m taking off

Grew a Cyprus Hill beard then I shaved it off

Hits from the gas mask, die smiling

Always have the last laugh

Pap, pap, catnapped til late evening

Stay scheming, roll hard cause it ain’t even

Blunt wrapped in the underpass

I’m like fuck giving back

I’m a cunt for that

Like what your under acc

Blunted crip walk into Sunday mass