Hypnotic - Wax

Get it, got it, the flow’s psychotic

I used to freestyle now the style fill the pockets

Bitches used to throw they bras but now they throw they whole wallets

They can’t help it cause it’s so hypnotic — Uh

It’s hyp- It’s hypnotic

Hyp-hypnotic uh

It’s hypnotic, hyp-hypnotic, yeah

It’s hypnotic, hyp-hypnotic uh

It’s hypnotic, hyp-hyp, ay-yo

Sorry in advance if this track causes bad shit

Bump it in your car be careful not to crash it

Peep my brother Herbal T’s track «That's It»

Shit make you refrain from that grain or that absinthe

Davy you ain’t even got to add synths

Drum track alone got 'em walking in that labyrinth

Bank account amount used to have me mad tense

Though I stay frugal, I’m good off that Google Ad-Sense

Make me want a chair or a bar stool

Going to Hawaii treating y’all like Sarah Marshall

I could take it or leave it, I’m impartial

Like a rich ass kid that skips class at art school

The game ain’t shit to me I still win

Y’all try hard, barely get your answers filled in

I ain’t in the building, I’m on top of the building

Godzillion, stomping the building

Quadrillion, styles I’ve mastered y’all apprentices

Fuck the actual words, I’m down to just the penmanship

Calligraphic and Cali, I’m graphic

Kick whack rappers asses, here to Calabasas

All classes, been working stiff masses

To the one-percenters in the highest tax brackets

I give a fuck if you the dude who runs the Federal Reserve, son

I will make you wish you weren’t a person

Make you feel like out of all humans, you’re the worst one

Thinking 'bout your life, questioning if you deserve one

You start crying as you writin' that note

Then let your own weight tighten that rope

I’m fucking dope

Cause I get it, got it, the flow’s psychotic

I used to freestyle now the style fill the pockets

Bitches used to throw they bras but now they throw they whole wallets

They can’t help it cause it’s so hypnotic — Uh

It’s hyp- It’s hypnotic

Hyp-hypnotic uh

It’s hypnotic, hyp-hypnotic, yeah

It’s hypnotic, hyp-hypnotic uh

It’s hypnotic, it’s hyp-hyp, ay-yo

Flow crazily, voice all nasally

Maybe I was born with this, maybe this is Maybellene

Maybe this is God telling you you shouldn’t chase your dream

Reminding you of those dotted lines I stay between

You’ll never prosper, never catch a break it seems

Only making paper at the mill when you create a ream

My team got the mean roster

We knock the candy out your sugary soul like a piñata

The morbidly obese lady sings out at the opera

Please stop the bullshit es mi casa

Said casually, over a cold beer

Make you wanna re-examine the truths you hold dear

Hypnotic, like that old blue drink

Make you wanna reconsider the thoughts that you think

Raise your glasses in the air and cause them to clink

Maker’s Mark bottles all up in my sink, uh

Cause I get it, got it, the flow’s psychotic

I used to freestyle now the style fill the pockets

Bitches used to throw they bras but now they throw they whole wallets

They can’t help it cause it’s so hypnotic — Uh

It’s hyp- It’s hypnotic

Hyp-hypnotic uh

It’s hypnotic, hyp-hypnotic, yeah

It’s hypnotic, hyp-hypnotic uh

It’s hypnotic, it’s hyp-hyp.

ay-yo