Sip It Slow

[Verse 1:] Now I ain’t here to judge Well, that’s provided y'all don’t kill my buzz Well I get this mind state hold it, ‘fore you fill that cup Don’t pour it, you can’t hold it This game, baby, you can’t solve it Yeah I know the name we rolling Kush up but my eyes low Hooked up, we grind slow Cooked up at them live shows Indie rap survival And for my next trick (My mind about my next trip) Got dimes down on that guest list Vibing out, we gettin’ lit We ride around and we getting' it Ride around them sceptics That ride around that next drink We wilin' out it gets hectic Tryna' calm my nerves Let my regrets slip Gotta sip it slow, but we forget this That greenery got me faded Easily persuaded You seem to think she take it You seem to be mistaken, boy [Hook:] I said the city got me spinning Bulletproof legend We bad at fucking rhymes Making ‘em lose it in a second Said my crew wanna live it That super cool essence? Tonight is on your mind But tomorrow we’ll forget it Said I find it hard to say no, slip it slow, and it goes She find it hard to say no don’t I know? [Verse 2:] I lost my V-plates at school camp With a chick that I barely even spoke to Got my first kiss playing truth or dare With a girl I didn’t even know Dude, you sense a theme here? Thought we on the same team here? I thought I got away clean here But it feels like Halloween ‘Cos the ghosts of my past come trick or treating And it ain’t even the weekend Tell 'em I got no regrets but Smile says they just don’t believe me Alright, I get it, I rushed it, but fuck it I mean I’m young and on a roll So no, I ain’t gon’ stop for nothing And we out for the evening Putting faith in the DJ She kissed my cheek, she’s European But it feels more like D-Day Try sip it slow, but you know how it goes Late night after the show And I’m feeling so throw But I’m play my role ‘Til I’m livin’ my dream And talking my shit Look at my team, nobody this sick Sip it down straight And then we go in Bit of triple-six, but we be keep it down wind Got that new style, but I’m old school Hipster chicks on my local Go too high because they so cool But I been there, girl, I done it [Hook:] [Verse 3:] Check it out man, yo Yo I got a weakness for these weekends Soft spot for that weed If ya’ll ain’t afraid to jump off the deep end Then we got got what you need She walk home with heels in hand You can’t walk before you stand Maybe these don’t fit you Well either/or, allow me to explore your issue I bet a million more Three in the morning The city met a pretty young thing on tour Finished uni, loves making movies Said take me with you You imagine, drunk Hopeless romantic Weed smoking asthmatic Makes for something cinematic, don’t it? Got a dress off a friend, but damn she own it Daddy loaned her that money for a moment I wonder maybe I’ll miss you but I remember nothing but how them fuckin' strobes hit you Before I leave, lemme leave something with you You gotta sip it, sip it slow Gotta learn how to hold what’s in your cup before you drink it whole You gotta learn to know which way is up before you lose control She find it hard to say no Say when, amen, ayo [Hook:]