Chris Webby - Blunt Ride Cypher lyrics

It's Chris Webby, getting high as f**k right now I'm hella sick, and no one knows what I'm infected with So hi it's nice to meet you I'm the guy your girl been texting with Evil rap nemesis, lighting up that heady s**t That's potent as the poison in a f*****g box jellyfish In a box Chevy with the soldiers in my fellowship Legolas and Aragorn cruising through Connecticut Leave behind a trail of empty bottles and jealous chicks Throw around bread, I'm on my Hansel and Gretel s**t A psychopath on a path of destruction Popping Xanax til I'm seeing black I better pa** the Dutch Master I'm puffing The first up the the mic but the last to the function Stumbling drunk with a busty chick with a pa**ion for s**ing East Coast, we don't borrow your swagger for nothing We'd rather start a battle instead of start a discussion So pa** it back to me, cousin S**t I'm so nice I could spit this s**t right here backwards in Russian No sound like the one I got They can hear it anytime I rock Cause all I got's my balls and my word And this baggie full of herb And I'm coming for that #1 spot I've always been a loose cannon They say I rolled off of a pirate ship High as s**t, Bobby Costas, look how red my eyes'll get I'm out in Sochi, 720 to a flying split And land all up in that v****a b***h, huh See I be showing them what I can do with this s**t Yo what you think I was new to this s**t? Got a beautiful chick in the pa**enger seat Giving head to me while I maneuver the whip Vroom, rhyme book staying f*****g full Chemically Imbalanced, and fully f*****g disfunctional