I’m Pissing DMT and My Pants Aren’t Real ft. AK Lyrics

I'd pop a couple more if I wasn't tryna get sober

Everything I fuckin' hate, I live and do me over

I get so high, I be thinkin' I'm the Martian rover

Or Martian king, I spring up out my seat and give a speech

Tell the people that I smoke enough for Chong and Cheech

I rip the bong middle of song and then I do my feat(or)

I get faded, takes me back to high school bleach(or)

Saying fuck my teachers, I ain't ever need ya

Whip the Nissan so damn hard until my fuckin' wrist breaks

I get so damn drunk, I'll probably crash into a lake

For fuck's sake, I get baked, no cake

Cause I'm not with that sweet shit, bitch, I'm barely with that street shit

But run up on me, you meet Jesus, you don't know me, let this song just be my thesis

I'm gon', I'm gon', I'm gon', I'm gon' be the biggest of my fuckin' city

City bitches showin' titty, titty, suicidal ghost committee

Drop some acid, trippy, trippy, hippie bitches wanna lick me, pissin' DMT

But yet I took some LSD, I feel I'm gonna D.I.E

I'm sayin' that my pants ain't real, I feel my eyes are opening

I'd pop a couple more if I wasn't tryna get sober

Everything I fuckin' hate, I live and do me over

I get so high, I be thinkin' I'm the Martian rover

I'm Martian king, I spring up out my seat and give a speech

I get faded, I might go and trip up at the beach

I got a couple bitches suckin' like a fuckin' leech

You think I'm evil, ain't that far a reach

I got the deagle, for you a bullet each

Hey, put the chrome up to your dome and blow your fuckin' chromosome

Hey, nothin' but a bag of bones

Nothin' but a bunch of weak pussy fuckin' clones

Hey, nothin' but missed calls on my phone

Why dis bitch keep gettin' mad, I told her watch her tone

Yeah, if you ain't gon' watch your tone, then watch me on my throne

Cus some disrespectful ass shit ain't some shit I'm gon' condone

Yeah, I'm prone to rumination, but you ain't gon' leave me lone

I just wanna roll up a blunt, ignite, light up, get fuckin' stoned