Cataracts

[Intro]

Yeah, check, check, yeah, uh

Chillin' in my, uh, uh

Chillin’ in my, chillin' in my, uh

Chillin' in my, chillin’ in my, uh

Chillin' in my, chillin' in my, uh

[Chorus]

Old school, Chevy things, Cadillacs

Smokin' on that good, good, good for my cataracts

Fuckin' up this bad food, fast food, gettin' fat

Nine, extended clip attached

Swingin' it like a battle axe

Livin' la vida broke-a, fuckin’ these smokers up and baggin’ crack

Antonio Montana dream, mama wasn't havin’ that

Niggas ain't know no better, we'd fuck 'em and pass ’em, we was passin' rats

Bitch, you wet my 'Wood up, dry my shit off 'fore you pass it back

[Verse 1]

Bitch, pass it back, pass the Act', codeine got me passin' out

Kron, mix it with cranberry, I'm tryna see what that about

'Member we hit that lick and tied up them Crips in that Atlanta house

Had to smoke that nigga that came along with us 'cause he was gon' rat us out

Seem like my actions was devil-sent, I can't sympathize

Fuck Generation X, this generation genocide

Your social stat make you fantasize 'bout a homicide

To me, the God Allah is the Black man personified

Participatin' in killin' my own in search of wealth

Should he come knockin' at the door of your home, you know, we don't fear death

Knew the Lord was in the room when my daughter took her first breath

Cold turkey on the dope, had to gain the knowledge of self

[Pre-Chorus]

In my old school, Chevy thing, Cadillac

Good, good, good for my cataracts

Bad food, fast food, gettin' fat

Nine, extended clip attached

Swingin' it like a battle axe

[Chorus]

I'm chillin' in my old school, Chevy thing, Cadillac

Smokin' on that good, good, good for my cataracts

Fuckin' up this bad food, fast food, gettin' fat

Nine, extended clip attached

Swingin' it like a battle axe

Livin' la vida broke-a, fuckin' these smokers up and baggin' crack

Antonio Montana dream, mama wasn't havin' that

Niggas ain't know no better, we'd fuck 'em and pass 'em, we was passin' rats

Bitch, you wet my 'Wood up, dry my shit off 'fore you pass it back

[Verse 2]

Wish I could put that pussy off in my pockets, I would leave with that

Hit me after your cycle, I need that pussy with no strings attached

Fiendin' to get it, won't hit it, against my religion, a nigga won't bleed for that

You lucky enough to get you a nigga with morals, you need to take heed of that

Turkey bacon, bitch, like my toast buttered on both sides

Chevy dipped in liquid cocaine, my Casper the Ghost ride

I let some people go from my company and they soul died

I know that they jumpin' straight into Hell, I pray that they nosedive

Mama said don't leave out the house if you ain't got Jesus with you

Last Supper, you might get fucked by niggas that's eatin' with you

Side bitch was trippin', I fucked but won't spend the evening with her

My baby mama switched up her diet, I'ma go vegan with her

Father, please deliver us niggas, carnivorous niggas

I walk amongst the dumb, deaf, and blind, and them frivolous niggas

And dope, rap, and basketball punchin' a ticket for niggas

You put it in the book then I guess you done hid it from niggas

[Chorus]

I'm chillin' in my old school, Chevy thing, Cadillac

Smokin' on that good, good, good for my cataracts

Fuckin' up this bad food, fast food, gettin' fat (New shit)

[Verse 3]

Mashallah, rest in peace to Tha Jacka

Paradise, the next life, I'll see you in the hereafter

I'm in that ebony Instagram, my nigga was mad I ain't smashin'

Nigga, I don't need you for the feature, really don't fuck with no rapper

Don't got no problem with these niggas wearin' they dresses and skirts

But when you pop up with an opinion, they drag your name through the dirt

On the Day of Judgement, niggas gon' pay for they dirt

Including me, couldn't push my boat through the lake of fire 'cause my paddles was burnt

Uncle was smokin' that work

Can't come in the crib, I'll serve you through the gate

Smell the dope off in the air, Jimmy Duggan, shake and bake

Used to walk a dog with H

In and out, Empire State

'68 Chevelle, don't need no Bentley truck or fuckin' Wraith

2014, addicted to lean, I was depressed as fuck

Duckin' shots and wonderin' if my own niggas set me up

And if they knock me down, I wonder would one of my niggas help me up?

Pockets, they finger-lickin', they honey kettle chicken, breaded up

Bitch, get your bread up, bitch

I say my pockets, they finger-lickin', honey kettle chicken, breaded up, bitch

[Outro]

This that new shit

Madlib, that new shit

Takin' over, new Kane, woo

Let that shit ride out

You better pray twice, nigga