Concentrate

[Verse: Quadie Diesel & ZelooperZ]

Concentrated psilocybin, baby, I can feel it throbbin'

I feel pill deprived, I don't feel a ceilin' on me

Fifty thousand off a drug deal [?] came from rappin'

I'ma trap it out just for my children

We need more bowls, Warhol's

All that other cool shit that sound good

No scale, eyes closed, bitch, I weigh an ounce good

"Bitch, I need more," he said, just 'cause it sound hood

If a bitch found me on the corner, then she found good

Ground still shaky and a pussy nigga lips quiver

Make a wish, bitch nigga, turn you to a sick nigga

Archive Rick, nigga, still movin' slap, nigga

[?] than that bitc- I'm a quick nigga

[?] after my [?] nigga

[?] so good, I gotta hit the [?] nigga

[?] move a [?] work, I should pimp niggas

[?] Slytherin, bitch, I gotta squint niggas

Made a hundred thousand off paint, IRS gon' kill me

[?] bitch, I'm still me

[?] bitch, that's my prerogative

Ain't nothin' free but Joe Exotic

Pull the [?] like some [?], baby girl off E gettin' erotic

[?] if the pussy good, you better [?]

Too many bitches that love me, [?] can't even pay for [?]

Bitch, you're only good at suckin' and fuckin', that's the problem

Pullin' out my glass like Hooked On Phonics

Bitch rubbin' on me like I'm fluffy

She pull out the dick and make a deposit

Baby keep screamin' out, "Daddy, fuck me"

I looked her in the face and I denied it

Grip on me, I don't walk like that

This not Next Friday, bitch, can't suck my dick from the back

Yeah, tell a bitch put in work, put in elbow grease

I wanna smell yo' queef

I'm smokin' opps right now, I wanna smell your grief

[?] the Ricky and the Raf and the [?] on me

I'm runnin' lights like a cop car

Before you pop off, know them bullets touch kids like popstars

Bitch, living legend

Still movin' P's for my peasants

Pee on a pussy if he pressin'

Bitch wanna suck dick, licked on her asscrack

Tell her I gotta put on my hazmat

Police tried to catch me on the dashcam

*Pyoom* on a bitch like a Can-Am

[?] smellin' like Fritos

Still in the hood like [?]

[?] the trap just like the Migos

Still livin' gigantic like [?]

Bitch tryna' catch me on sneaky link, but I can't fit in the peephole

Rent-A-Center, my car got repo'd

[?] only sit down for the Cheetos

Poppin' both pills, but he ain't need those

Watch him rock out like a geode

[?]

Still stay shady like gazebo

Shoutout [?] get faded, crash Jeep's

Swoopin' down at night like a bed bite

You know I gave your bae pipe, but that was last night

I'm talkin' to my dick, "Nigga, act right"

Suckin' on it in the trap house like a crack pipe

That's what you call a lick

Playin' NBA Street and NBA ballin', bitch

Look at all of this fuckin' dope in this apartment

Niggas know I sell both dope, weed, and the harder shit

[?] never fuckin' like a chastity

Fill the needle with the brown like a cavity

I ball and rap and trap like Master P

I'ma stay grounded forever like a casualty

Niggas tried to run off with the [?]

Your main bitch wanna be down like gravity

Dope in the freezer and pounds in the cabinets