[Bridge 1: Adria]
Don't come close...don't come close
You don't even know me...know me...
Don't come close...don't come close
You don't even know me...you think you f**in know me!
[Verse 1: Jay Complex]
Please...
Pull down all third eye patches, low
Welcome to Nirvana, where you're quite welcomed to catch a smoke
Sayanora to our hometown, where they bashes hope...
...where they snatches gold...
Shout out my maker for making my soul flexible
Brain so elastical, spirit so damn scholastical
Art and craft masterful
Recognizing my and your self-actual
The appearance is only seemingly casual
My mood was blue, i added purple to my power circle
Now lavender is on my padded verbal
I'm the pa**ive Stephon...and the savage Urkel
Thermal alleviation of the shadow through the power herbal
I feel the fakers really desire de-mise
Ignorance got em thinking they could handle these highs
Keep living fake trill, you are not these lies
All your records sound like a Complex reprise, oh my
It could be B.A.S.S., Top Dawg, ASAP Mob...... Taylor Gang or please dies
Trill still recognize trill, so you could never hang with these guys
Propane-ing...codeine-ing, a goon could never f** with my old thangs
And I'm floating, but doping's, got consequences, f**, I'm rolling
[Bridge 2: Jay Complex]
[Hook: Adria]s
I see the judgement in your eye, staring at me
Now you wanna drop the gavel on me, how come?
Not going anywhere, for me this is sanity
Mal-practices on balconies to see the outcome
[Verse 2: Jay Complex]
When the codeine in me system
Ain't no telling if he mumbling, if he listening
Soul is what we selling
Transcendental blood
From my ancestral love
In de-i-ty we trust
This DMT in us
Oohh...I think I got a little too excited
Depression ain't supposed to have me so vibrant
Underground Emperor of the flow, could have me a trident
Just off the coast of Atlantis, could flood me an island
Dialed my lady, like, I'm bringing you an old school shave
That mean I'm coming for that neck, with my old school ways
She don't f** with the squares, but she f**s with a square though
My cuervo vevo vixen super hero head dope
I touch the backwood when my homie pa** it to me
Stark naked performance she awards him with a tony
Holy moly, holy moaning Jesus name like, “oh my golden...
...Buddha!”...cause I let her take a ride, she's driving like it's stolen
Hookah on her tongue...dimethyltryptamine her lungs
Codeine narcotic super sponge, only drinking sprite when it's grunge, bey!
[Bridge 3: Adria]
[Hook]
[Suit & Tie Hook 1: Jay Complex]
I be on my super high sh**, high sh**, high
I be on my super high sh**, high sh**
Can I roll you a few, planes? A few planes! A few planes!
Little, junkie, cause...
I be on my super high sh**, high sh**, (Hit it!)
I be on my super high sh**, high sh**
Let me roll you a few planes! Let me roll you a few planes!
[Suit & Tie Verse: Jay Complex]
I can't wait til I get you in my zone, good toking
Burning hot so hot, just like an oven
And owwww burn myself, but I just had to touch it
This that fire...free your mind
Hey junkie...we don't mind robitussin
And I got you crushing
And I got you blushing
And now we is blunting
Baby don't rush it
Now you got munchies
And now we coughing
[Suit & Tie Hook 2: Judah Tha Lion]