LS-Dom - Whisper in the Wind (ft. SuperShy) lyrics

[Verse 1: SuperShy] Walkin' on the clouds, blowin' on some loud You think you cool as me? Sorry that foolery Digest some shrooms and have lucid dream Spittin' flows with LS-D,Dropping tablets of LSD f**in b**hes with Pizza Steve, Roll a blunt top it off with kief Blueberry so f**in sweet, Yo b**h tryna freak So SuperShy hop on and beat, Make her pay like she askin' for a feature All night, I'm in the lime light cause I rhyme tight and you know that the truth Melting the mic when I step in the booth, Blacking out when i kick back with the crew I'm smoking Swishers I'm nasty, know how to make your b**h happy Now she calling me daddy, she love when i get all grabby She looking like Aunt G, Nugs looking like Gus Packs in the Belly Bag, come box the UG RV with us You better hold on, you're in for a ride Doing lines, with a giant tiger that flys, im just high [Verse 2: LS-Dom] Plotting a scheme while I'm stackin' these chips b**h ain't giving me lip, unless she giving me lip to my dick I'm f**in' sick, the f** you think? Honestly I should be quarantined They all got eyes & act like they can't see It got me stumped, like what the f** Where the brew at? I wanna get more drunk Lets get f**ed up & have some fun Beer pong again got a laser touch You have no chance cuz I got good stuff Waiting on your bread like a sitting duck That's if you bet, you probably won't Walk in the function I'm smelling like dope All these bad b**hes be checking me out If only they knew bout the dick in my pants They'd fall in love at first glance b**h that's confidence, not co*kiness In the future i'll own a few cottages Maybe turn into a novelist I am at third level consciousness LSD on a rocket ship, LSD got me talkative Spark the TNT, now I'm bombing sh**, b**h I needa stop living comfortable I needa take a step outta my comfort zone I needa take control of my life Before it flys before my eyes Ring on my pinky like vintage P. Diddy She diggin' my swagger she wanna come with me She got a nice a** and some perky small titties Champagne in my gla** & I will not stop drinking Until I black out Waking up injured I don't know what happened The turn up is real when you live like a captain I really ain't trappin' I'm really just rappin And doin it better than most of your favorites Hard to imagine I ain't getting paid for it But I'm aware of the challenge I've taken on Make a turkey sandwich, put bacon on it Then make a b**h make a bacon omelet Searching for the pepper cuz this hoe is salty Heard a whisper in the wind it was Jeff Hardy He said "Dom, yo man these thots gnarly" That's why I surf around em' like my pops taught me As-salamu alaykum to the m**m party I ain't no Mohammed but I'm something Godly The good can die young & they can live longly So I ain't scared of d**h, yeah my mood is jolly