OD FREESTYLE Lyrics

Yo these trichomes blow fast, whip so foggy, bro don't crash

Little too groggy, I don't know nothing, no ID, and aint no badge

My iPhone notepad keeps OD-ing off of dope bags

So it might freeze up when I spazz, used to start fires sitting in class

Used to draw weed leafs on my desk, they were playin Chief Keef or OF

Had a odd future, wasnt so blessed, money got ugly, shit was grotesque

Family got older, some had got sober, some of them overdosed and no less

Summer I comatose with no breathe, smoking on death and hope it comes next

Mother I had trouble stayin focused but now I got time to answer yo text

Now I gotta rhyme to keep you in flesh, now I gotta fly my way up out the nest

I got a lil pride stuck up in my chest, I apologize for any disrespect

But Ill pile-drive all the lies all the crimes I committed hoping you forget

Tryna monetize some Columbine threats and put em in a rhyme with no concept

So I can spit a verse and make another hearse and murder everyone with no context

Im tryna bury you in yo nonsense, get a parachute and cut the line next

My iPhone notepad got a toe tag from my dope raps

Yo these trichomes blow fast, whip so foggy, bro don't crash

Little too groggy, I don't know nothing, no idea, so please don't ask

My iPhone notepad keeps OD-ing off of dope bags

So it might freeze up when I spazz, cause a time-lapse soon as I snap

Periodically I cause a paradox, peel the Audi top and air it off

All ya guns really lookin air soft, take ya headphones, pare em off

Shit is paramount, Tyler Perry, apparently you just rap funny

It aint on par, I'ma umpire, I don't care about ya dam stats, homie

I aint wearing out ya damn hats, everything cap, never on tap, buddy

At the party you dont get a tip, I dont start a tab, you dont get gas money

Its B-Rabbit, you a jack-bunny

This when all the Teslas get turned off and everyone who driving is a crash dummy

Just don't ask for me, its straight blasphemy, blast from the past from your majesty

Abra cadabra, I so magically do what I do best, you cant master me

Suicidal stress coming after me but I'm taking everybody in the back of me

No one backing me, who's in back of me

Put a Japanese kamikaze pilot in my drivers seat

While I'm passenger and you passing me

What a tragedy