The Next Episode

[Intro]

Thinking above

[Verse]

I'm on that straight show flow shit

Next episode shit

Spittin' with a heart made of steel like I stole it

Hang you like clothes, no closet

If you ever fuh with my cheese where the Chuck-E-Cheese tokens

Nigga toting hope like I hoped it

Dreaming above gravity, I'm sitting on the solar

Spitting until my spit look like I'm fizzing from a soda

Heat it up until I'm fanning down her south like Dakota

Hold up

I'll slice the beat like Zorro

Or spray the 9 on the grease like formula 4-0

I'm so Norco, sharper than a Norelco

Thorough with my torro, teach you tutoriolo

Mr. Solo Dolo, still get my dough though

And I ain't 'bout to make them birds fly like a dodo

Instead, I'd rather make them fuckas sing like a solo

And dog em, rofo rofo, in the zone like I dove yo

Hold up

Hit the serious tracks giggling

'Cause I'm thinking far too beyond like infinity

I say what I feel, don't care who listen like soliloquies

Spit mental telepathy, I say whatever you think

Nigga

Whatever you think, make sure you master it

And if it ain't above gravity, it ain't accurate

Whatever you th-ink like it's tatted

If you ain't making moves, then yo' ass is just a mannequin

[Outro]

Yeah

And this is thinking above dreaming beyond gravity, nigga