Welcome to Planet 13 Lyrics

I'm a cocky black wild drunk high mother lover

Rubbers not in my vocab

For when I slide under covers

Sike

I'm safer than a bagel

Wrapped in a zip lock in a freezer

But I ain't got dough

Music lifestyles a teaser

Small chance at picking me for fame

Shitty tweezers

Still scrambling round for change

To eat at lil Caesars

And chill wit them nerdy people

Cindy, sheen, and wheezer

Call me Jimmy Neutron

I'm inventing the movement with slick discretion

Of choosing who gets to test

When you put a flame next to ganja

So I'm inhaling, exuding a friendly scent

And I'm drooling while hitting resin

My music just stretching genres

That's a mouthful

Ask ya girl about me

I could bet that this just

Wouldn't be a world without me

Hell would rise

And the devil would just burn trees

And none of y'all would get high or hungry

Y'all ain't worthy

Cotton clouds

Flowers made of lollipops

Any body messing with my squad is gettin mollywhopped

Anybody thinking bout it prolly stopped

Jolly rocks, snicker poops

Fruity loops for irises

And hooly hoops

They thinking, cool he's loose

And his rhymes tight

But he aint the type to spit his music

In the lime light

I'm just hearing all this foolishness

And I'm like

I'm just chillin vibing wit my ganja

Till the times right

Space warp

Its getting outta hand

Bring the hits forth

We the concert band

Flick a bic, quick bitch

And if ur not a fan

Were jus real and if you not

You've got to be imposters man

Gotta leave my conscience

By sipping gin on the comets

That rocks

You all can kick em

Van dam

Too altruistic

I then

Unsheathed my sword

For some whores and the Plan forgotten

Prancing round like Lancelot and

More often than not

On second thought

An astronaut from dabs and pot

Plus I'm passing stops

So I'm burning gas a lot

Im More than what's allotted

In orbit just torching resin

Grounding green and soar to heaven

Make a consortium

Profiting off of assorted peasants

Im more than pleasant

My tunes is looney

My loops committed

I got the squeeze

And the juice girl

It's too acidic

Some like mai tais

High fives, and I try

To paint a picture

With colorful words to refine lives

I'm trust falling society

Like a sky dive

Hoping they they think I'm fly

If they don't

Hey, then why try

I got a passion

Imagination

Vivid depiction

Inhibition

Bending words backwards

Into different positions

Cotton clouds

Flowers made of lollipops

Any body messing with my squad is gettin mollywhopped

Anybody thinking bout it prolly stopped

Jolly rocks, snicker poops

Fruity loops for irises

And hooly hoops

They thinking, cool he's loose

And his rhymes tight

But he aint the type to spit his music

In the lime light

I'm just hearing all this foolishness

And I'm like

I'm just chillin vibing wit my ganja

Till the times right

Space warp

Its getting outta hand

Bring the hits forth

We the concert band

Flick a bic, quick bitch

And if ur not a fan

Were jus real and if you not

You've got to be imposters man