Just Have Fun

[Part I: Just Have Fun]

[Intro: Da$H & Ab-Soul]

(Yo, uh, have some fun out there)

Smell like dope in here

(Don't-don't-don't-don't-don't don't let drugs do you)

(Everybody out there)

(It's that dopamine, I mean dope)

Smells like fuckin' dope in here

(Dope, Soul)

Son, do the drugs, don't let drugs do you (It's that dopamine, I mean dope)

Son, do the drugs, don't let drugs do you (Dope)

Son, do the drugs, don't let drugs do you (It's that dopamine, I mean dope)

Son, do the drugs–

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul, Mac Miller & Da$H]

Up jumps the Boogie bitch

I boogie board on these instruments (Roll that weed, nigga)

Riding the wave like a lie detector

If I'm lying I'm flying, nah (Shake that ass, ho! It's that dope)

If I'm lying I'm lying, in dirt, that's a metaphor for dying (Roll that weed, nigga)

Miming like Morpheus foresaw me saving Zion, that's (Shake that ass, ho!)

More fire, that's more fire

That's more fire, that's more (Roll that weed, nigga, dope)

Set that mouse trap, you fuck around (Shake that ass, ho!)

Yeah, you fuck around and get smoked (It's that dope)

Got that loud pack in these Backwoods like summer camp

Dwell on that (Roll that weed, nigga)

We used to dub cassettes, but now we poppin' Percocets (Shake that ass, ho! It's that dopamine, I mean dope)

I don't be in no pain, I just like how it feels (Dope)

I close my eyes and follow beetles in strawberry fields (That's that dope; Faded)

Munchie, munchie, Welch's fruit snacks and Mrs. Fields (Dopamine, I mean dope)

Wicked as Aleister Crowley, you niggas know the deal (That's that dopamine, I mean dope)

(Son, do the drugs, don't let the drugs do you)

Psy-Psy-Psy-Psy-Psychedelic savage

And I'm telepathic, too (Shake that ass, ho! It's that)

Ask Al Boy and A-Mack about when me and Q did shrooms (Dope)

And that one ho was getting grooved in the next room (That's that dopamine, I mean dope)

I flow like Russell Crowe in "A Beautiful Mind" (Roll that weed, nigga)

That's a colorful touch like homosexual hugs (Shake that ass, ho!)

And I try to tell these motherfuckers

All of the time (Roll that weed, nigga)

Don't forget my dash or you'll get left behind! (Shake that ass, ho! Dopamine, I mean dope)

I'm fast, another one bites the dust just at the sight of us

They liken us, to lightening striking over Mount Everest

That ever so, talented establishment

TDE; Jay Rock, K Dot, ScHoolboy, me... Soul

(What up, Zay? What up, SZA?)

[Chorus: Ab-Soul & Da$H]

When I cross the street I look both ways

Gazelle frames, paparazzi in my face

Niggas talk more than bitches these days

And the new drugs got a nigga trippy these days!

Just have some fun (Got that dopamine, I mean dope)

Yeah, let's have some fun

Just have some fun (That dopamine, I mean dope)

Yeah, let's have some fun

Just have fun

[Verse 2: Ab-Soul & Mac Miller]

I just wanna teach you all about the mind (Roll that weed, nigga)

The power in it, the very power of mine (Shake that ass, ho!)

It makes sense I take interest in the third eye

Due to my lack of sight, I guess it's a sacrifice

Cause I've already envisioned what the world looks like

So when it's handed to me, I won't need to look twice

They swear I read a lot of books, or I got straight A’s

Katrina cleared my absences so I could walk the stage

I never paid tuition, but I paid attention

That's why I gotta make it count when they pay admission

Took my third hit of DMT and then I melted in

(Met the devil in God's elbow) And this is what he said...

[Chorus: Ab-Soul & Da$H]

When I cross the street I look both ways

Gazelle frames, paparazzi in my face

Niggas talk more than bitches these days

And the new drugs got a nigga trippy these days!

Just have some fun (Got that dopamine, I mean dope)

Yeah, let's have some fun

Just have some fun (That dopamine, I mean dope)

Yeah, let's have some fun

Just have fun

[Interlude: Jimmy Murton & Mac Miller]

Hi, my name is Jimmy (Hi, Jimmy!)

I'm a friend of a rapper (Yeah!)

You may, you may also know me as the white Ab-Soul

(Ayy, where you from, cuz?) I'm from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

I like Denim Jeans

And I'm an alcoholic

[Part II: These Days]

[Chorus: The O'My's]

These days I've seen my best

Need be lay me to rest

Smoke, drink, relieve my stress

Hard times, they got the best of me, I guess

These days I've seen my best

Need be lay me to rest

Smoke, drink, relieve my stress

Hard times, they got the best of me, I guess

These days I've seen my best

Need be lay me to rest

Smoke, drink, relieve my stress

Hard times, they got the best of me, I guess

[Verse: Ab-Soul]

(Swear to God, this the only time I’ve used this flow)

I'm more than man, I died and I rose again

I left these holes in my hand just so you know who I am

An alien, extraterrestrial, ET's a mini me, you understand?

Look what I did, smoke like a chimney

Then add to that, that I smoke like the hippies did back in the 70's

So many styles I write with a ghost

Like I had assistance, but this is just dope

Bottles of Belaire, the prince is the freshest

Tree by the elbo we get for the LO

So I should be happy, but this shit is stressin'

Staring at heaven like ''Fuck is perfection?''

I'm popping downers to deal with depression

Cause when you the plug here come the finessing, finessing

Smoking dope with the hitters

Don't know no new niggas and business is business

Can I get a motherfucking witness?

[Chorus: The O'My's]

These days I've seen my best

Need be lay me to rest

Smoke, drink, relieve my stress

Hard times, they got the best of me, I guess

These days I've seen my best

Need be lay me to rest

Smoke, drink, relieve my stress

Hard times, they got the best of me, I guess