Black Hippy - On Some Other Shit lyrics

I'm on some other shit yeah, me too?
I'm on some other shit yeah, me too
I'm on some other shit yeah, me too?
I'm on some other shit yeah, me too

What you on my nigga?
I'm on some other shit
So what you on my nigga?
I'm on some other shit
So what you on my nigga?
I'm on some other shit ha ha
Black Hippy

My mind traveling through
Different dimensions
One of the reasons why they tripping
Off the rhymes that I'm kicking
Like a Sensai with a black belt
I'm that felt give yo ass some pretty wings
I handle Macs well

Arm less sergeant salute me
, Ab-Soul-Loutley
On some other shit leave the
Booth full of dookie
Off the head like a noogie and
My life's like a movie
Play your role while I roll another doobie

To smoke
We got 'em high catch another quote
Look in my eyes
Never lie boy I'm on my toes
Like a Korean with nail
Polish you niggas know
Acting like you don't oh fo sho
Tell 'em soul!

Ha ha! You know we out your galaxy
An astrologist couldn't find
A better analogy
Actually we the last of a dying breed
Living life like it's prophecy
Entirely word up!


Black Hippy

That's all I need to get busy
Turn your music to a Frisbee
Then make your bitch frisk me
(come here bitch)
You be holding rifles hoping that
Someone will like you
Searching for a pill like the late Michael
That's dead wrong

Umkeep my heart strung
Still fucking hoes like an off drum
Sound of a kitty cat
And it's still a rap beat
How you feel on that

Well I'll sell our music and make
Moves in the 50 states the irony is I'm in
Compton with foreign plates
Bumping Angel Milk, homie play your part
I be coming down
You coming up short like an Asian bill

Umi think I need to get my shit together
But whatever still flyer than the weather
Feeling myself so much
I'm sharp I need more tunes to sever
And my polos made of leather cuz


Black Hippy

Killing the game oh yes I am
Bringing the pain as I am
You're just a sweet potato in the pan
Top Dawg is the label when
It's written on my shoulder
Top notch on my hand
I'll be such 'till it's over
Say hello to the man in demand would 'ya?
They say when you hot then the fans will come
So if I say I'm cold then that's an antonym
You can't stand it huh?

Uh, yo yo
I freak a beat like a nympho when I speak
And so a syllable is like
A sex between the sheet
And you can buy your vowel if
You show 'em the receipt
To prove that my bars are
A hundred grand large
My futures so bright you can
See it in the dark
With the blindfold on the hindsight
Of a blind dude i'm not cocky I'm just
Confident fucking raw
Before I knew what a condom is K lamar