Piss Test (Remix) - Intellectual

[Intro: Juicy J]

Let's go

[Hook: Juicy J]

Fuck a P.O., fuck a piss test

Been gettin' trippy since I was born and I ain't dead yet

Fuck a P.O., fuck a piss test

Been gettin' trippy since I was born and I ain't dead yet

[Verse 1: Jim Jones]

My main partner on life parole

He don't give a fuck, every night we roll

Big blunts, big guns, so that first motherfucker that like to go

No curfew, fuck 9 o' clock

You can't see the time on this shiny watch

Matters fact, it's time to rock and it looks like my time is stuck

'Cause it's so frozen, I'm so cold, slow it down, I'm so throwed

Oh oh, those P.O.s be poppin' up any time of day

Violate, that's 90 days, violate, this nine'll spray

Either one is not a good look, matters fact, get a good look

I'm getting money, fuck a piss test

Left the club and I piss Moët

You should keep your bitch in check

'Fore I drop my top while she givin' neck

I'm in Detroit with that iron, pack the heat more like a Lion

You would say that I'm lying

Pack them guns everywhere we flying

[Hook: Juicy J]

Fuck a P.O., fuck a piss test

Been gettin' trippy since I was born and I ain't dead yet

Fuck a P.O., fuck a piss test

Been gettin' trippy since I was born and I ain't dead yet

[Verse 2: Meechy Darko]

Weed, shrooms, LSD, even got that Keenan Ivory

E pills for the feel, sleeping pills for nighty nighty

Her vagina tight-y

I lick all over, flip off all over, then I climb inside-y

Shit I'm smoking be so potent I'm floating out my body

Watch her, kiss her

Liquor, then lick her, this liquor, I'm slizzard, my nigga

My life is like basketball, run, shoot, and stealing

This bitch I'm with so wet she should come equipped with gills

Trippy is as trippy does

Acid drops up in my cup

Biggest blunt of that super skunk

It's the gold fang wearing (Zombie)

Sour Diesel blowing (Zombie)

Leopard flag hanging out my pocket while I'm floating

[Verse 3: Zombie Juice]

Zombies juicy, ay Trizzy, we trippy, fuck a piss test

What you know about that, hash oil, potent oil?

Mixed it up, got my brain all stuck

I'm trippy though if you ain't know

When I'm on? LSD on the tongue

Speaking tongues got her freaking off

So what you know about this? Candy flipping be the shit

500 degrees in here, stay burning up weed, fuck them seeds

That's no release, we high timing

You little leagues smoking bush weed

No comparing, nothing the same

Nothing compared to the blood in my veins

All the shit I get tamed, smoking that dank

Mary be mine, look at the time

Enter the league of divine, eyes on the prize after the sky

Fuck my P.O. and your P.O., smoke it like it's legal

Zombie, give me brain, suck me, join that trippy train

[Hook: Juicy J]

Fuck a P.O., fuck a piss test

Been gettin' trippy since I was born and I ain't dead yet

Fuck a P.O., fuck a piss test

Been gettin' trippy since I was born and I ain't dead yet

[Verse 4: El-P & Juicy J]

One thing about El Product

These fucks gotta put into their brain is

Pain by the pound been the model for millennia, fucko

Never been sane or benevolent, no

Get the hole in your faceplate stucco’d

Rode in to the frame on an elephant, scoundrel

Talking that "Road House" throat rip, spin in to a pirouette

Dope sick gunner with a numb heart pounding

Spit a mint leaf dosage

Dosed in the most utmost potent, oh shit

Walk to the most hounding sounding

Little fish in an ocean of piss

Get twisted and tangled and mangled on principal

Your whole squadron’ll kitty cat scream

When I alf ‘em, down ‘em, eat ‘em up, ralph ‘em

How come outcomes

Even in the best bets, placed are debased when a veteran BK

Bent to the bone chip, start to get a notion to smoke shit

Focus, motherfuck a P.O., C.O, CEO

And any other minion of the long armed evil

With a habit of a tight grip chokin’

Hoping the masses are broken

Shit's about to get real trippy, let's go kids (Let's go)