ULTRA SESH

[Intro: Crispy Cumsock, Shamma Meow, Microman, iCue, ‘Lil Bruh’ & (Doormandingo)]
Hamburger chip
Hamburger chip
Cheeseburger
Ohh so cute
No no no
Hamburger chip
C’mon Bruh!
There’s a fucking-
‘What are you gonna use that for? Huh?’
Weed brownies
‘Ok, we make it, hello?’
We make weed brownies?
‘We’re acting like we- we’ve made them already, hello?’
True
(Mañana?)
Huh?
(Mañana?)

[Verse I: Lil Bruh]
Back then all we’d smoke is the motha’fuckin’ semi, ay
Back in AD, but like Le Blaque’s D, it is MIA
We upgraded, next level, now we cannot back pedal
I said “I’m smoking daisy” but now I’m smoking rose petal
Puff, puff, pass- then I lay there
Fuck it imma smoke another then I’m just gon’ stay there
Next day, micro seshiana, “Hey man, do you wanna?”
Bitch we up in Paris at the park, chilling till it’s fuckin’ dark
Had to let the beat go one time cuh I’m feeling it
Snoot be eating burger chip cos fonny no concealing it
That’s just how we live, one hunna’ how I’m keeping it

[Chorus: iCue]
Took a hit from the green as a teen (I got a million questions)
Staring at the screen, tryna stay focused, trying not to make a scene
I got a million questions (million questions, I got a million questions)
It would seem that I’m zooted off my ass, love and hate, I’m in between
I took a hit from the spliff and now my brain is getting stiff (I got a million questions)
Took a whiff, took a sniff, feel like I’m falling off a cliff
I got a million questions (million questions, I got a million questions)
Rowing on the schiff, what I feel right now is ultra seshy diff

[Verse II: iCue]
Put pressure on the herb, ain't no pressure Lil Hurb
Cuz it's not your time to shine, we ain't sipping on no wine
Smoking grass so sublime, confession session round confessional
Say or say it professionals, Cudi man play it obsessional (mhm, mhm)
Got the THC running through my brain
Feeling so sweet, aspartame
Coughing and I realize: shit's the bane of my existence
Social distance from my health, Snoot like the commonwealth
Cuz we international
United under one banner, one name, one brain (one)
My brain down the drain I got no one to blame
Ultra sesh like my drain cleaner, gets my brain clearer
Nayjay's been rolling ya dunno (ya dunno)
Corn on the cob it's ya dunno (ya dunno)
Confessional book it's ya dunno (ya dunno)
Ultra sesh vibes, (man this shit garbage), someones been telling lies

[Chorus: iCue & Lil Bruh]
Took a hit from the green as a teen (I got a million questions)
Staring at the screen, tryna stay focused, trying not to make a scene
I got a million questions (million questions, I got a million questions)
It would seem that I’m zooted off my ass, love and hate, I’m in between
I took a hit from the spliff and now my brain is getting stiff (I got a million questions)
Took a whiff, took a sniff, feel like I’m falling off a cliff
I got a million questions (million questions, I got a million questions)
Rowing on the schiff, what I feel right now is ultra seshy diff (where we at? Where we at?)

[Verse III: Lil Bruh]
We in Paris but ya dunno ‘bout it, we too different
Compress the spliff, release the smoke, now the beef too distant
I’d say I’m thinking but I think my IQ non-existent
Bunn up four, one per opp, man we’re too persistent
Shamma seeing demons, I think she’s a schizophrenic
And me and iCue we too real, man we too authentic
And we only drop bangers, only hits like Fennec
Snoot been gang for time, founded in pandemic
Let me tell a story, it’s short like it is Rory
Kinda dumb, just like dory, listen up, it’s mandatory
Nayjay skrt-ing back to the crib on a fuckin’ lime
Meet up with the plug, if it’s fonny it’s no fuckin' crime
Get back to the house like “Yo we gonna smoke this?”
“Nah we going out”, surely I would not regret this
Let’s get back on topic, fell asleep, but what else is new?
This shit smelling tropic, micro seshing, got nun else to do

[Chorus: iCue]
Took a hit from the green as a teen (I got a million questions)
Staring at the screen, tryna stay focused, trying not to make a scene
I got a million questions (million questions, I got a million questions)
It would seem that I’m zooted off my ass, love and hate, I’m in between
I took a hit from the spliff and now my brain is getting stiff (I got a million questions)
Took a whiff, took a sniff, feel like I’m falling off a cliff
I got a million questions (million questions, I got a million questions)
Rowing on the schiff, what I feel right now is ultra seshy diff

[Post-Chorus: iCue]
(I got a million questions)
(I got a million questions)
(I got a million questions)
(I got a million questions)

[Outro: iCue]
And, 4:20