​contact high lyrics

by

​yayu



[Verse 1 : yayu]
Moving without even touching it, telekinetic
Every room too claustrophobic, I walk in, there's always an elephant in it
New pack synesthesia, just a wiff of these and I got all of 'em smelling the vision
So in can't tell him it isn't
Coming straight to your cell in a prison
Drug lord got folk copping sh*t
You come here often, still gotta clean up clear, we mopping sh*t
Hose out we start washing sh*t, get waxed
Making them do that dashing sh*t
Running the riot police through that, threwback activists
We shoot back backwards, spit the blasts, two tap trash and sh*t
Get captured, DEADMEN pirates, jolly roger on the flag and sh*t
It's still folks stalking the music to see if I mention a name
I'm hoping they all get confused in the sea of my rhetoric games
The key in the line, I'm electric, I'm only conducting this sh*t for the Benjamins babe
I'm on one b*tch, I'm the general
Better not sending me kid, I'ma get in your face
I'm only conducting this sh*t for the-
I'm on one b*tch, I'm the general
Better not sending me kid, I'ma get in your face
The key in the line, I'm electric I'm only conducting this sh*t for the Benjamins babe
I'm on one b*tch, I'm the general
Better not send me kid, I'ma get in your face

[Verse 2: Lil Jaywalk]
I put my hands all in it
All black fit when i walk up in [?]
These n*gga check sh*t, wait till I'm finished
Can't give my all cause my heart ain't in it
Next thing I turn, you cap to me
I'ma smack you, It's hard to talk now in it
[?]
DEADMEN get loud we rushing your cell
I'm walking around with a cutter, they keep tryna send me to jail
I'm posted up with the DEADMEN demons, we cried out of hell
Lord said just cop a cleaver, that's not in my options for better
We tell you this is [?] damage, you don't got a tip or a trick then can it
Your want to be just like me, b*tch I'm Tony Stark, he Justin Hammer
Come on TV, licensing [?]
Come to UAV, got a radar jammmer
VVS, AP a standard
Hop in the whip, just left that man [?]
This b*tch just said she wanna f*ck
Yo mama ain't teach you no manners
All these hoes suck, they don't suck as much as cancer
She gonna do tricks on the di*k, she a dancer
All black lil' b*tch, I'm a panther
I hold the grand order on my lancer
Ask me stupid ass questions, you won't get an answer
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