[Verse 1]
[Kendrick Lamar]
Ring the alarm or wake to a bomb
You ain't a rapper, you Elton John, holding your john
I got a ton of croutons in the Louis Vuitton
That's big bread, the chickens are flying, flocks when I call 'em
[Schoolboy Q]
Paul and Ma**on, half drunk, stuck in a poem
Light matches underwater while I'm bracing the storm
I'm cool and I'm calm, laid back, smoking a farm
Socking the sh** out of n***as 'til I'm breaking my arm
[Jay Rock]
Up in my zone, two blunts, cup of patron
.45 on me, shoot you if you f** with me wrong
No h*mo, pause, that's your life and it's going
Flatline if you don't put your life in the song
[Ab-Soul]
I never drove a fast car
I almost ran over Tracy Chapman, she said drive slow, I said f** off
Ab-Soul, wa**up y'all, other than your subpar above all?
I'm a heaven gate, above all
[Hook: Black Hippy]
And every time we in the stu
We cook that, chop that, what's that, that's crack
Yeah, homie, this is what we do
3-1-0 sh**, 3-2-3, b**h
n***a, welcome to the zoo, where we
Cook that, chop that, what's that, that's crack
Yeah, homie, this is what we do
3-2-3 sh**, 3-1-0, b**h
[Verse 2]
[Jay Rock]
The Black Hippies, the bag full, the bag empty
So bump it all at the car lot, then crash quickly
I'm trying to come with enough power to pa** fifty
I'm talking fifty bills, you n***as don't fit the bill
[Kendrick Lamar]
You n***as don't keep it real, you fake as Pamela's titties
I pound kitties, then hit the club with dogs with me
Tan Polos, no socks, chop Dickies
Tan coupe, no top, bumping Biggie
[Schoolboy Q]
Blowing sticky, before the group, been a hippy
Nifty fifty, all blue, real crippy
Big money, long stocks, ask Pippy
Mask on, one sock, I gets busy
[Ab-Soul]
I smoke blacks, relax, and watch Walt Disney
Puff squares, pace in circles until I'm dizzy
Speaking of Disney, fantasies, I had many
I used to hate on Mickey Mouse cause he had Minnie
[Hook: Black Hippy]
[Verse 3]
[Schoolboy Q]
Napped through my final, made enough, richer than Lionel
f**ing b**hes on my job, cumming harder than a rhino
Breaking their spinal, laid back, bumping my vinyl
Navigation on the scopes, easy to find 'em
[Jay Rock]
Find you and I'm right behind you, laid back, puffing a blunt
Gat on my lap, constantly talking sh**, I'mma dump
Your homies acting charged up, they can still get jumped
Take your chain, ash the kush for all you punks
[Kendrick Lamar]
However you want, whenever you want, you all can get it
Contagious, it's mad syphilis, blazing, it's God-giftedness
Die over d**h sentences, flow hot, plus the beat knock like Jay witnesses
Tell them I k**ed the witnesses
[Ab-Soul]
Gifted as twenty Christmases, itching to blow
Like twenty b**hes with mouths that need a dick in it, wow
I ran rap for half a mile, then got tired
Laid down and realized that I was lying
[Hook: Black Hippy]