High And Trippin' - Devin the Dude, 14K

Can you hear it?

Can you hear it?

High and I’m trippin', I’m in the kitchen

Fryin' up some chicken, but rhymes you’ve been missin'

I put away the pots and pans, time to punch the clock again

Hit the stage, rock the fans, a lot of weed, lot of hands in the air

Hit the square, that’s some pretty good shit you have

You rolled it kinda crooked, yeah, it’s a hole in it, lookie there

Hold it like you’re playin a flute;

I don’t like to stay in the booth

But I need to fix my teeth, they say I look like a sabre-tooth

Nevermind them, bitches, I get behind 'em

And grind 'em so hard I make 'em cough up a condom

I’m just bullshittin', I’m too old to bang for hours

Mr. Copeland come

with a gang of flowers

But if your thang is sour, go find a shower

Pantyliner and some kind of fine vagina powder

I was lookin' for some strangé since I was a young age

Dick got stiff soon as I took a whiff one day

Can you hear it?

Aw yeah!

(Can you hear it?)

Can you hear it?

Drunk and I’m trippin', coochie grippin', tequila sippin'

Not beefin', never slippin', still Cadillac dippin'

Heineken tippin', script, never flip it

Just lost my ambition for random women, pokin' and pimpin'

Can you hear it?

In my voice?

Well, of course you can’t, 'cause I’m lyin'

But you can ask my wife, I been tryin'

Damn, I got divorced a few times, but don’t give up on me

Fuck with me;

fuck me over, your luck’ll be

Bad as fuck 'cause you’re stuck with me

Lots of chokin' and knuckling, no more grinnin' and chuckling

Devin, pass me the weed, so I can touch the sky when I jump

What the fuck am I talkin' about?

Nothin'

A-can you hear it?

Aw yeah!

Can you hear it?

A-can you hear it?

Aw y-y-yeah!

Yeah, I flow cool out a Cadillac

Been known to keep it funky like the product in the Similac

I blow a sack while I’m drippin' facts all over wax

Mr. Artifacts came to kick it in the art of rap

A heart attack, the acts that only glitz wearin' they gold

Ain’t a solid object rapper got the gift to be this dope

Make amazin' situations happen, killin'

I’m a bad man, context: mad professional

Quantum leap, I gotta be the scientific when I spit it

Stimulated, highly medicated, comin' wit' it vivid

Buzzin' like a bee, Muhammad Ali, you can find me

Poppin' tops and killin' quarts in front of M-I-C

Can you hear it?

(Can ya, can ya hear it, can ya hear it?)

Can ya hear it?

Aw yeah!