On Some Other sh*t lyrics

[Chorus: Ab-Soul, ScHoolboy Q, Jay Rock & Kendrick Lamar]
I'm on some other sh*t (Yeah, you too?)
I'm on some other sh*t (Yeah, me too)
I'm on some other sh*t (Yeah, you too?)
I'm on some other sh*t (Yeah, me too) yo, yo, yo
What you on my n*gga? (I'm on some other sh*t)
So what you on my n*gga? (I said I'm on some other sh*t)
So what you on my n*gga? (I'm on some other sh*t)
Ha ha (Black, Black Hippy, Black Hippy)

[Verse 1: Jay Rock & Ab-Soul]
My mind traveling through different dimensions
One of the reasons why they tripping off the rhymes that I'm kicking
Like a sensei with a black belt, I'm that felt
Give yo ass some pretty wings, I handle MACs well
I can make a armless sergeant salute me, absolutely
On some other sh*t, 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 n*ggas 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!
[Chorus: Ab-Soul, ScHoolboy Q, Jay Rock & Kendrick Lamar]
I'm on some other sh*t (Yeah, you too?)
I'm on some other sh*t (Yeah, me too)
I'm on some other sh*t (Yeah, you too?)
I'm on some other sh*t (Yeah, me too) yo, yo, yo
What you on my n*gga? (I'm on some other sh*t)
So what you on my n*gga? (I said I'm on some other sh*t)
So what you on my n*gga? (I'm on some other sh*t)
Ha ha (Black, Black Hippy, Black Hippy)

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar & ScHoolboy Q]
Heh, that's all I need to get busy
Turn your music to a frisbee
Then make your b*tch frisk me (Come here b*tch)
You be holding rifles hoping that someone will like you
Searching for a pill like the late Michael
That's dead wrong, um, keep my heart strung
Still f*cking 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 fifty 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
Um, I think I need to get my sh*t 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
[Chorus: Ab-Soul, ScHoolboy Q, Jay Rock & Kendrick Lamar]
I'm on some other sh*t (Yeah, you too?)
I'm on some other sh*t (Yeah, me too)
I'm on some other sh*t (Yeah, you too?)
I'm on some other sh*t (Yeah, me too) yo, yo, yo
What you on my n*gga? (I'm on some other sh*t)
So what you on my n*gga? (I said I'm on some other sh*t)
So what you on my n*gga? (I'm on some other sh*t)
Ha ha (Black, Black Hippy, Black Hippy)

[Verse 3: Ab-Soul]
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 'til its over
Say hello to the man in demand, would ya?
They say when you hot then the fans'll come
So if I say I'm cold then that's an antonym
You can't stand it, huh?

[Verse 4: Kendrick Lamar]
A-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 future's so bright, you can see it in the dark
With the blindfold on the hindsight of a blind dude
I'm not c*cky I'm just confident, f*cking raw
Before I knew what a condom is, K. Lamar