Chris Ash - Tripz Freestyle/The Comedown Lyrics

Throw up the dice, Out of luck right now
Really would've thought I gave a f*ck by now
Lyrics loaded up, Better duck right now
Tryin'a start beef, Bring the chuck right now
Pull up, Six deep in the truck right now
Mixin' up a track, Good enough right now
Spidey got the Mary, Smoke an ounce right now
Time of the month, Use your mouth right now
She asked me if she could have some love right now
Said "Maybe if you roll me up a blunt right now"
She said "You got one. You need another right now?"
Two sweets rolled, Cocoa butter right now
Shout to my crew stayin' down right now
No make-up, Never clown right now
Said they all f*ckin' with the sound right now
Turn up the track, bass pounds right now
Y'all motherf*ckers wanna talk shit
Buzzin' off a bottle and a bong rip
Your bitch gets wet when the song hits
Go ape shit quick, King Kong bitch
Don't ask who it is when I get on my shit
Let me blaze for a bit

Lord forgive me, I'm talkin' reckless
She from Cinci but her ass from Texas
Bad bitch, She gon' make me breakfast
She hate me, but she love my necklace
I've been on my flex shit
Fast forward to my next shit
This still ain't even my best shit
Just movin' through my checklist
Like I'm shoppin' and I'm pickin' up the broccoli
Yo Chris, You're just way too cocky, B
But I bring my A-game
Then hack into your mainframe
And make your Siri say things
Then I tell that bitch to play me

Ahem
Suffocation, Implemented assassination
Devastation directly from demotivation
Contemplation to take a fifth and f*cking face it
Revelation, It's an excuse so f*cking save it
Defecation, You're full of shit, I'll never make it
Penetration accompanied by only hatred
The presentation, it only covers allegations
The confrontation, my mental state, you'll f*cking break it
Exacerbation, you couldn't give elaboration
Commemoration, with us there's no collaboration
Emasculation, I guess I'm left here f*cking nameless
My demonstration, the picture has been f*cking painted
You hate it and that's why I need to f*cking make it
Inspiration clouded by this medication
Assimilation or is it really resignation
Infatuation or is it more exaggerated
My reputation tarnished by communication
Conversation, all of it's a lot to take in
Decapitation, you want my thoughts, my head is vacant
Meditation, I'd rather be dead and f*cking wasted
Elevation, resort to highs, I can't escape it
My will is breaking, I just wanna taste the f*cking pavement
I feel forsaken, Jesus Christ himself can't save him
Perforation, I'm torn in two, forgot the basics
Is it my nature, he needs someone to f*cking save him