Lyrics

[Intro: thasup] ​tha Supreme (Chillin') [Chorus: thasup] Chillin' with some reefer and my crew, it's all good Except the reefer gave me crazy paranoia Oh God, trip-trippin' out Chillin' with my lady and my crew, I'm like: "Hey God bless Mary Jane, but don't you dare put me Through that again", trip-trippin' out [Verse 1: thasup] Okay, t-h-a Supreme, the game's shadiest rapper Even without wearing dumbass masks You're worse than people who wear fake brands Re-reading Snapchat chats when, suddenly, someone texted me It was my ex, tha-tha-that crazy hoe Telling me she wants to try again for real But I gotta figure out how to tell her: "Oh no, no, no, no" Without all the: "Blah, blah, blah, blah" Without me exaggerating Lighting three up and going (Yah, yah) "Hey, change" (Yah, yah) They always tellin' me: "Change" (Yah, yah) And I'm like: "Why would I change? (Yah, yah) Try changing your question" Oh my God, swishin' some ganja, oh my God, swishin' some ganja You're just sucking on dick, you're not a man for some beard You're not a man at all, you're not a man at all You're not a man for some beard You're not a man at all, you're not a man at all How you gon' talk with that face? [Chorus: thasup] Chillin' with some reefer and my crew, it's all good Except the reefer gave me crazy paranoia Oh God, trip-trippin' out Chillin' with my lady and my crew, I'm like: "Hey God bless Mary Jane, but don't you dare put me Through that again", trip-trippin' out [Verse 2: nayt] I'm fried off of shit even without drugs It's a certain high that I'm feeling, I'm still in a bad trip Skipping through stuff and through you I'm not like all those morons, I'm backflippin' I got a tic, I got a tic, I got a tic If I don't smoke, this is my excuse, well, bruh, huh Taking the safety off the flow, sniper mode Taking off my belt, you start sucking my beep Listening to a Chadia song And all I'm thinking now is: "Hopefully she doesn't fuck how she raps" I'm so out of my mind I forget the country I live in Just like all those shit politicians Sometimes rhyming feels like breathing How some people should just stop it, but that's just me When the cat's away, the mice will play, a game just like this one I'm back now, I got you nodding to this Nodding to this, nodding to this When I was little my nickname was "Little beast" Back then I wanted all those bad trips Now, as you can see, I'm a wall, so you better turn right Ooh, ooh, ooh, shut up "Hey, Nayt, did you listen to that?", no, listen to what? There's an abyss between me and these so-called rappers Christ won't save me, my album will (Raptus) Who even are you? You take private lessons, come on Taking down whole buildings, I'ma teach y'all a lesson I give directions to these fools, it's tradition now What, you don't see me on TV? You still don't see, dumbass? This flow has been dragged too much Truthfully, bro, I'm lost, I got my heart out, you see me now The story hasn't changed, it's still me peeing on y'all Nothing new, it's not even fun anymore [Chorus: thasup] Chillin' with some reefer and my crew, it's all good Except the reefer gave me crazy paranoia Oh God, trip-trippin' out Chillin' with my lady and my crew, I'm like: "Hey God bless Mary Jane, but don't you dare put me Through that again", trip-trippin' out