[Chorus]
Feeling pretty faded on that PayPal Hydro, whoa-oh (x2)
[Verse 1]
Hi, I'm feeling fly, yes, I'm feeling fresh
Dropping digital dollars for that physical cess
Helping me blow off steam, something like it when I'm stressed
Like a motherf**ing rider, man, Messiah in the flesh
You ain't know me, lil homey! Get the f** out the way
Coming up with funky-a** sh** most every single day
Me and my mans Tyler on the motherf**ing beat
You ain't never heard of Hydro, let me show you what I mean
Yo, it's like
Four in the morning, riding through the city
Trying to buy a 40, but I only got a fiddy
I'mma take my raps back to the real nitty-gritty
And I ain't play the ba**line with no motherf**ing MIDI
It's real
Come on! ¡Vámonos! Dropping knowledge like dominoes
I can make the track go wherever I wanna go
And you know where I'm headed, man, straight to the top
Got my mind on the grind, and I'mma shine 'til I drop, yo
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Cooking up the beats in the kitchen on the daily
Chopping up the vinyl, cutting drums, going crazy
Pack another bowl up before I hit the mic
Say whatever sh** I want until it's just right
And then we do the mix, adjusting the fader meters
Hitting that sativa while we figure out a feature
But I ain't need a feature, nah, not on this track
This sh** is so funky I could motherf**ing snap!
(BUH! BUH!)
But that's not what it needs, I gotta just take it easy
Build it up by degrees so everybody believes me
When I say I can rap, but I ain't really care anymore
I ain't really gotta try to lay your jaw on the floor
So I ain't gonna do it right away, holing up 'til light of day
Couple days later, it'll hit you like a tidal wave
Voice in your head got you singing along
And every part of the song your favorite part of the song
Got you
[Chorus]
(repeat to fade, guitar solo)