Fliptrix Wylin Out Lyrics
Wylin Out by Fliptrix
(Verse)
I'm stoned, jamming the food a whole bag in
Puffing on challenge, I'm known to smoke gallons
I hit 'em with the flow they're like: "who's the man?"
One who's on the road with the stickers like "bam"
Step up in the jam with the owls and the fam'
Looking kinda haps like I just linked my yat for a slam
And I did, I was like "bang". Well, thank you man
Then I yap down on some chips, eggs and ham
Understand, I was like:"damn"
They was quite nice, yeah, they was kinda nang, nothing aggy
I move fast like a Kawasaki
When I need to get the blueberry cheese out the baggy
Get so lean, I crawl on floors like my name's Maggie
Back hand slap, pee-wee back chat me
Famalam that's a fact man - I do it gladly
Back hand slap you if you back chat me
That's a fact man but what - I do it gladly
(Hook x2)
Hold it down, I'm like no way
Cause man I merk the mic up with no real delay, They're like: hold it down, I'm like no way
Cause man I'm wylin out, wylin out, every day
(Verse)
I wanna start this bar with a "h-h-hello"
I be spitting flows since I wore shoes with Velcros
Do I wanna burn a little thai? Hell, no!
Man, I got the hydroponic chronic by the shelf load
But the shelf life is very low cause I blitz it, yo!
It's immaculate, back grown, pure grown, damn it looks fabulous!
Like me mashed out my face riding bikes backwards
This tracks for the ugly and unattractive
Unlucky son, being that butters must be tragic
I flip tricks backwards, my chick lands on mattresses
I'm munching shrooms that's made of magic
Owl eyes pumping out the wall on some mad shit
Tryna smoke the whole fucking world in an atlas
Lungs getting wheezier, vision turned sepia
Couldn't really care if the 'trix getting creepier
Roll round the club, see if man's got an E for ya
ABCs and getting hammered life's greezy star
You don't wanna get parred
You don't wanna test me when I'm pedaling my bars
At the lemon peng store
Shit straight soothing
Like I mediate in the bath better, fill the jar to the the brim
Word to the wise: I'm high yet I'm out to win
Understand that, Kim
(Hook x2)
Hold it down, I'm like no way
Cause man I merk the mic up with no real delay, They're like: hold it down, I'm like no way
Cause man I'm wylin out, wylin out, every day
I'm stoned, jamming the food a whole bag in
Puffing on challenge, I'm known to smoke gallons
I hit 'em with the flow they're like: "who's the man?"
One who's on the road with the stickers like "bam"
Step up in the jam with the owls and the fam'
Looking kinda haps like I just linked my yat for a slam
And I did, I was like "bang". Well, thank you man
Then I yap down on some chips, eggs and ham
Understand, I was like:"damn"
They was quite nice, yeah, they was kinda nang, nothing aggy
I move fast like a Kawasaki
When I need to get the blueberry cheese out the baggy
Get so lean, I crawl on floors like my name's Maggie
Back hand slap, pee-wee back chat me
Famalam that's a fact man - I do it gladly
Back hand slap you if you back chat me
That's a fact man but what - I do it gladly
(Hook x2)
Hold it down, I'm like no way
Cause man I merk the mic up with no real delay, They're like: hold it down, I'm like no way
Cause man I'm wylin out, wylin out, every day
(Verse)
I wanna start this bar with a "h-h-hello"
I be spitting flows since I wore shoes with Velcros
Do I wanna burn a little thai? Hell, no!
Man, I got the hydroponic chronic by the shelf load
But the shelf life is very low cause I blitz it, yo!
It's immaculate, back grown, pure grown, damn it looks fabulous!
Like me mashed out my face riding bikes backwards
This tracks for the ugly and unattractive
Unlucky son, being that butters must be tragic
I flip tricks backwards, my chick lands on mattresses
I'm munching shrooms that's made of magic
Owl eyes pumping out the wall on some mad shit
Tryna smoke the whole fucking world in an atlas
Lungs getting wheezier, vision turned sepia
Couldn't really care if the 'trix getting creepier
Roll round the club, see if man's got an E for ya
ABCs and getting hammered life's greezy star
You don't wanna get parred
You don't wanna test me when I'm pedaling my bars
At the lemon peng store
Shit straight soothing
Like I mediate in the bath better, fill the jar to the the brim
Word to the wise: I'm high yet I'm out to win
Understand that, Kim
(Hook x2)
Hold it down, I'm like no way
Cause man I merk the mic up with no real delay, They're like: hold it down, I'm like no way
Cause man I'm wylin out, wylin out, every day