Film Noir

[Verse 1] Just been chilling in the wilderness Had the fighter drone bring foam for the swivel whip Pivot Chip Skylark's wig any simpleton So I guess I'm feeling real nice since I did some pills Sike, spit ice, it'll give you chills, nigga Always wondered what I'd look like with a bigger grill Might steam rice for a different seal heist Beam lights, let the embers build, finished, killed sights On the winter flips, wife's pretty limber Nick dust keeps knights at night yelling timber My eyes getting tender from the smoke, duct seeping from the white Silver vent get less civil rights but he’s sick, ummmm Music kept me sane for awhile Now my flip name got a little fame and my style Gets an upgrade, mad bummy but he’ll show you right Wander in the forest getting stoned with the poltergeist [Hook] It seems like life’s in film noir I get that everyday [x2] [Verse 2] For the creams that are burning under lit cigs With the super villain's verge of earning plunder quick swigs Chilling at the spot near the dock by the ditch bridge Clocks get ripped as the shot gets swifter But blast back like scratching the winds blow Sick fit six high hats hacking his Thor Light pack of chits with a kite or in tenfold Eye bags cringe nose tight from the stench I’m at the freighter still skating But now I’m in the crater with high and box raven Sitting higher than the ancients, blood, sap, paint Switch gears, smoke blunts, get lunch reacquaint with My thoughts don’t floss if it ain’t spiff Chilling at the bank, get lost in the faint shift Shit, my height the narrow cliff So stoned we converse with the psychedelic schizo [Hook x2]