Aa - Pease Out lyrics

I'm lighting up What the f** is up I ain't gonna drink tonight so don't you fill my cup We're heading out to clown So I hope you're down Pease field motherf**er best spot in town It's white like christmas no c**a cola I'm boutta go trap where's my Motorola Spanish b**h pull up, say her name is Ola Stuck it in her a**, “hol up” Indica got me lugubrious More racks than me, It's dubious Study rap game, I'm studious Wise when I'm baked I'm Confucius Lighter with the pickle, pa** the nickel Yo girl pretty thick bro, gonna hit her with this dick tho A prude to you, to me a hoe Grindin on me whoa whoa whoa That edible really got me I'm seeing things, like Manti Pa**ed out in the back of the CRV You see a dead kid yeah its probably me Honestly, feel like the whole car's vibrating constantly Feel like my head explodes when your girl's on my p Ravage her like an earthquake in Haiti Name is Katie, sorry Haiti, um Cops roll in, I'm freaking Probably think we're tweakin' Now we all be sneakin' Cop stands up he's speakin' “Look.. We know you got the good kush, we know you got the weed We don't wanna whip out our 9s and yell FREEZE Just give us a half, no give us an ounce Give us what we want and I swear we'll bounce What the f**? I ain't givin you none of my sh** Okay, then we're going to arrest you f** that! How about... if I beat you in a rap battle, you let us go No, we really have to… Boys in blue are just the f**in' biggest gang in Murica Shooting people on the daily like it isn't sh** to ya So are you really a protector or you a murderer I mean, I don't really believe that… but… WAIT! War on d** was meant for crack c**aine, not a bunch of teenagers smoking on a good strain Weed is peaceful, harmless, and legal in four states I don't even know why we're having this debate I mean... it's still illegal, we're going to have to arrest you Oh. Pease out sh**