Young boy hoppin em fences
Star dust over my chemical past
In, in jungle trenches
Postal codes and chemical packs
Been young and stupid and reckless
Junglist massive, run up the track
Like how many traps I broke on acid
Temple chemical labs
Deep, deep down in a dungeon
Or on top of a temple block
Mazza, you know the bass been bumping
5 meo mipt in my pyrex cup
Bassline low like a panther hunting
Fireflies starlight up in the dark
Screws been loose, the trap been jumping
So I broke it down and I took them parts
Pit bull cat, no cap
Missed out must have slept
Tiptoe walk that trap
Jungle cat with a cap
Rain flow down that tap
Step back jump that gap
Peep that busted lap
Know your right and left
Up down on that map
That I keep over my lap
All of my programs cracked
I do the vibe but vehicles theft
Follow my trail you lost
Up that telly and coast
Fuck up the loops and traps
Posted on the block like a rose
Posted on the block like
Posted on the block like
Posted on the block like
Posted on the block like a rosa
Posted on the block like
Hop in the a ride push that pedal
Stainless steel wild flower petal
Neon lights shine in suburb ghetto
Real winners loose - no need for medals
Ketamine dry out, whistle on kettle
Push that weight down on the metal
Hop in the a ride push that pedal
Stainless steel wild flower
Texture, texture, flip them texts
Back track up the data, flip that nectar
Back pack packed up flip flip flip flip
Luna go deep deep deep on em bangers
Pangas surf that city on surface
Hopped out glitchin on all of em servers
Paint that jungle over that canvas
Stash them stacks and run with bandits
Postal bike on tongue I whistle
Washed out handles
Throughout the drifts
Baseball temples busted seams
Game got gaps and trusted winds
Hop with the jumpman take it and leave
Ride with it I glide with it I beam
Come slide with it
I light with it come clean
I type with it at night with it I've been
Beam, beam, beam, beam
If a submarine is too deep
Turn riddim like its a key
Ride within like its a drift
Luna been riding with the wind
Two cats riding in between
Beam beam hop out of the whip
Big big bags Imma keep em
Young boy hoppin em fences
Star dust over my chemical past
In, in jungle trenches
Postal codes and chemical packs
Been young and stupid and reckless
Junglist massive, run up the track
Like how many traps i broke on acid
Temple chemical labs
Deep, deep down in a dungeon
Or on top of a temple block
Mazza you know the bass been bumping
5 meo mipt in my pyrex cup
Bassline low like a panther hunting
Fireflies starlight up in the dark
Screws been loose, the trap been jumping
So I broke it down and I took them