Sane? lyrics

[Intro]

Whatever you're about to ask, yes
Do you wanna die?
[Sumn in japanese I can't be bothered to look it up]
That's so cool, Tablez
Ha
Yo, look

[Verse 1: Tablez & PE$O PETE]

Wasn't the one for a minute, man, how things change
Pockets got fat, name game Wade, take in the back, they thought it was strange (They thought it was)
Not gon' lie, huh, not gon' lie, I just been the same (I just been the same)
We know ain't nun more scary than n*ggas with time or a n*gga with range
Watch sh*t get insane

Want a two-tone black wraith, skyline kinda like [?]
Got a bad thing, Wukong, pulling her [?], couple r-words too soft
Lemme be quaint, couple- (Psh psh) b*tch made
Enough of that ixnay
Cycle through [?] like a switchblade, cut to the chase
How the f*ck y'all be moving like you Buggy with bounties, I'm chilling by Shanks, no way
Let me float, alright, roll green, get fried, but it's real za, so you know the ash all white
When I DNA splice, Kyurem black never white
When I smoke something nice, tell a b*tch come bite
He tried to tug at my card, this ain't Persona nerd [?], pop out and shine
Ain't 'bout a b*tch with [??????] (Ooooh, oooh, oooh)
[Verse 2: Tablez and PE$O PETE]

Throw some cash around, I give no f*cks, we some litterers (Ha)
Show the steps, y'all, it don't get no simpler
Please don't play no more, it's just gon' be a miss
sh*t get knocked out the part much like [?]'s finisher (Aye)
Get off the top, girl I don't want no nibbler, I mustn't get with her
Said I ain't sh*t
Boy, best get in your place, you a guest, come here visitor
How you been f*cking with me and your ass my top listener?

Power pole, that's what I'm giving
Between bread and the [?], that's where I'm splitting it
I'm a real green blower and lighter, it's [?]
Whip my stick at a snake, I ain't f*cking with Slytherin (Damn!)
And if bro want that smoke, he get chambered and [?]
Bro the flows and that swag isn't yours, it's selected
I got pack in the mail, this ain't return to sender
Every piece is a grill, I'm a real big spender
They like Pete is the vibe, b*tch I'm like wintertime, remember December
Beat I'm gon' dismember
When I pop out the cut, pop a stitch then I re-head it
When we hit a red light, going in and I re-red it
My face, and my b*tch, and my drip, and my clique, and my whip, and my- Damn!
Everything unleaded
[?], cause you muhf*ckin [?]
When I point where he walk, he gon' muhf*ckin [?]
[?] pop with that baretta, [?]
With the cream of the crop, you with bros who disheveled
And my foot on the pedal, I turn to Tablez like we need gold medal, ha ha