Devin The Dude, 14K - High And Trippin' lyrics

Can you hear it? Can you hear it?

High and I'm trippin', I'm in the kitchen
Fryin' up some chicken
The rhymes you've been missin'
I put away the pots and pans
Time to punch the clock again
Hit the stage, rock the fans, a lot of weed
Lot of hands in the air, hit the square
That's some pretty good shit you have
You rolled it kinda crooked, yeah
It's a hole in it, lookie there
Hold it like you're playin' a flute
I don't like to stay in the booth
But, I need to fix my teeth
They say I look like a sabretooth
Nevermind them, bitches, I get behind 'em
And grind 'em so hard I make
'em cough up the condom
I'm just bullshittin'
I'm too old to bang for hours
Mr copeland come a-courtin' with
A gang of flowers
But, if your thang is sour, go find a shower
Pantyliner and some kind of
Fine vagina powder
I was lookin' for some strangé since
I was a young age
Dick got stiff soon as I took a whiff one day

Can you hear it? (Aw, yeah) can you hear it?
Can you hear it?

Drunk and I'm trippin'
Coochie grippin', tequila sippin'
Not beefin', never slippin'
Still Cadillac dippin', Heineken
Tippin', script, never flip it
Just lost my ambition for random women
Pokin' and pimpin'
Can you hear it in my voice?
Well, of course you can't, 'cause I'm lyin'
But, you can ask my wife
I been tryin', damn
I got divorced a few times
But don't give up on me, fuck
With me, fuck me over, your luck'll be
Bad as fuck 'cause you're stuck with me
Lots of chokin' and knuckling
No more grinnin' and chuckling, Devin
Pass me the weed
So I can touch the sky when I jump
What the fuck am I talkin' about? Nothin'

Can you hear it? Hear it? (Aw, yeah)
Can you hear it? Can you hear it? (Aw, yeah)

Yeah, I flow cool out a Cadillac
Been known to keep it funky like
The product in the Similac
I blow a sack while I'm
Drippin' facts all over wax
Mr artifacts came to kick it
In the art of rap a heart attack
The acts that only glitz wearin' they gold
Ain't a solid object rapper got the
Gift to be this dope
Make amazin' situations happen
Killin' in New York
I'm a bad man, context, mad professional
Quantum leap
I gotta be the scientific when I spit it
Stimulated, highly medicated
Comin' wit' it vivid
Buzzin' like a bee, Muhammad Ali
You can find me
Poppin' tops and killin' quarts
In front of M-ICs
Can you hear it? Can you hear it?
Can ya Can ya hear it, can ya hear it?
(Aw, yeah) can ya hear it? Can you hear it?
Aw, yeah