Hippie Sabotage - Panic Room lyrics

[Verse 1] Yeah! I'm menace to your minister But f** it, cause ya'll feeling it So many questions who's the riddler Maybe I should've been on ritalin Sippin' on that hen' again All we do is get it in In again, in again, in again I'm in a [?] [?] Do you want to smoke dear? Puff puff, venison n***a, I'm k**in' it Tell that judge I'm innocent All black hoodie on like f** George Zimmerman Motherf**ers wonder why I'm spinnin' So [?] take a look around at this environment we livin' in Divy up my dividends Motherf** your freestyle I need my b**h silent but I gotta have my weed loud b**h see me, freak out Drugs got 'em geeked out Young G-O-D, your B is trying to get this D now I'm O.D.B., you B.o.B a** n***as is in indie now Flow off the motherf**in' wall No rebound But deep down I just wanna Hop up on that Eastbound 10 freeway Doin' like a hundred twenty three miles per hour Pull up on these coward f**ing police, smile Roll that window down Pull the piece out Then it's peace out But none of y'all can see me So I could never be found Got your b**h so wet if I eat it I'll probably be drowned Three rounds down sipping brown b**hes strippin' down Smoke a f**in' ton f** a pound, we ain't comin' down Thunder in my brain Lungs full of clouds Whether or not you like it my grandmama proud She came to see me do my thing before a sellout crowd There's fifty people at your shows So who's the sellout now? Hello, wild b**hes then we mount The b**hes put it in they mouth, yeah! n***as say they do it for the love But don't forget the s** and the d**