Grape Drank

[Intro: Busdriver & Denmark Vessey]

Grape soda, yeah

(Nosebleeds at the crucifixion, yah)

Grape soda, yeah

[Verse 1: Busdriver]

I'm sucking on that appearance dope

And peeping you through the periscope us

Someone looks cause I'm too OG

Write them scripts like I'm Truman Capote

Isolated that chord structure

And my loose thoughts become an oil gusher

But I'm burning with a born lover

And she's heating up on that spoon again

Soothe dark, the perfect gold earrings

For snapping jaws at a parole hearing

I subvert my niggas' class envy

With my good taste cause I don't have any

I'll buy a high with that black penny

In Baton Rouge with the dealed-up plates

She needs imaginary real estate

So my blood sugars, I'm a drug pusher

What's a song worth against the price of dope?

A break's a bitch with the right approach

When you fake the pain and then you fight the rope

And go a bit insane as you light the roach

Then just melt into this kaleidoscope

I love you too much to deny you that

And destroy your little vice with a cyber hat

Cause I love you too much to deny you that

[Bridge: Busdriver]

Mystified, she hit "reply"

And told me that she can't stay sober

Thinks that I make her fly

Baby girl, it will change over

Mystified, she hit "reply"

And told me that she can't stay sober

Begged the girl, and beg my world

It feels like grape soda

[Hook: Busdriver]

(There's no need for me to even explain)

Grape soda

(It's so crazy when I'm counting up that bank)

Grape

Now you're going through the mix, it's grape soda

Doing business with them gangsters

[Verse 2: Denmark Vessey]

Nosebleeds at the crucifixion, yah

With Jerusalem on ice, the crown with Louis Vuitton spike on

I knew right or wrong he was doing aight on sight

And if I wax this poetry and I asked you slow but

I shrugged like Atlas, with the blessing in the bank

Stressin' like I need a Tylenol

Parachutes a message inside of a molotov

No limit is wrong, grippin' the mic like the weaponized olive stalk stole

Livin' a lie in the heights with the oligarchs

Maybe if I smile I can get a slice

Trifecta for the style, blood sugar spice

God damn, black and milds nearly took my life

I'mma throw a [?] who could suffice

Twenty-five [?] miles to the nearest light

Fear alike for globe Fahrenheit

Fear alike, catch your foes like a deer in light

FOMO in the sold out paradise

Now I know why the old folks slo-mo

Now I know why the caged parrot carry on

Every day, episode Black Mirror show

Every day, grape soda and cereal

Free my nigga Will, [?]wish I could visit right now

[Bridge: Denmark Vessey]

Check in the back way, til you be in the ashtray

Til you see the cache

Right behind us, I needed life

Right beside the money and vice

Color dice with numbers society

99 cent high fructose think they're violent, shit

[Hook: Busdriver]

(There's no need for me to even explain)

Grape soda

(It's so crazy when I'm counting up that bank)

Grape

Now you're going through the mix, it's grape soda

Doing business with them gangsters

[Outro: Busdriver]

Bounce to the movement from the bass drop

You were clocking in the hours at the pot farm

[?] my relationship it goes in the bank shot

Bank shot, bank shot, bank shot

Baby girl, it will change over

Grape soda

There's no need for me to even explain