Audiopium (Explicit)
Nyck @ Knight, Pro Era, Joey Bada$$, CJ Fly, Dessy Hinds, Rokamouth, Aaron Rose, Dirty Sanchez"Audiopium (Explicit)" is a song by Nyck @ Knight, Pro Era, Joey Bada$$, CJ Fly, Dessy Hinds, Rokamouth, Aaron Rose, Dirty Sanchez, released in 2020 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:37 long and contains 111 lines and 812 words.
Lyrics
0:00Sounds like another word
0:01Yeah, Kirk, you gotta add your **** to this
0:03Yeah, yo, my *****, don't even trip
0:05I ain't trippin'
0:06You know we get the dollar slices for free
0:10Yeah, too broke ****
0:11Yeah, yeah, bankrolls ya *****
0:15Know what I'm saying? We got them fiends round
0:17All the way round the block twice, *****
0:19Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go (Pro Era!)
0:23Beast Coast stunna 'bout to feast this summer
0:25Brand new pies, got the pizza coming
0:27This dough man don't need no oven
0:29My ****-heads they need that
0:31Audiopium, audio
0:35Audiopium, audio
0:39Beast Coast stunna 'bout to feast this summer
0:41Brand new pies, got the pizza coming
0:43This dough man don't need no oven
0:45My ****-heads they need that
0:47Audiopium, audio
0:50Audiopium, audio
0:53Yeah, I'm about to cop some more, it's on me, got the guap I'm toured
0:57And cops circle 'round the block, know it's time for sure
0:59(Ayo, keep that **** low *****) Lock the door
1:01This **** pop when I got the chord
1:03And I need more money yeah, por favor
1:04And I sell a ton can't wait, hold some more
1:06Serve bass, got loud, got more in store
1:08If you ain't do it like I do it, you ain't popping boy
1:10Rap, no pop, record
1:11They got fiend by the back up cause, backing off
1:14With the price of crack, that could crack your jaw
1:15Then running with the packs like I pack them all
1:17And we running like a pack of dogs, pack the floor
1:20The pack blast heat leave 'em lacking thoughts
1:21They can feel it in the streets so we tax 'em off
1:23I gotta break up all my piece let 'em blast it off, audiopium
1:26Beast Coast stunna 'bout to feast this summer
1:28Brand new pies, got the pizza coming
1:30This dough man don't need no oven
1:32My ****-heads they need that
1:34Audiopium, audio
1:37Audiopium, audio
1:41Beast Coast stunna 'bout to feast this summer
1:43Brand new pies, got the pizza coming
1:46This dough man don't need no oven
1:47My ****-heads they need that
1:49Audiopium, audio
1:53Audiopium, audio
1:57Still adding up my epiphanies
1:59I shall abide to apply with all my abilities
2:01Took all my alibis, bye for they lies
2:03When they tryna belittle me, bid on me
2:04Guess you wanna see the bitter me
2:06Chilling with the don and yeah it's war, put a hit on me
2:08You can smoke all you want
2:10All you want *****, just don't **** with my purp
2:12I'm not finna work for no white man
2:15Put that on my heart with my right hand
2:17Latino heat, I do my dance
2:18Watch the money roll like that's my plan
2:20I only hang with a gang full of leaders
2:22I earned my stripes, pledge of allegiance
2:24**** all my teachers, I'm hoping you see this
2:26And everyone else that was non-believers
2:28Sunshine and that knife in
2:3047 ****, for forever, ****
2:32You ain't ****ing with mine, whatever *****
2:34Whatever Nyck spit sounding like Beretta clips
2:36It's been a minute but the Era got it's members together
2:38I'm with the world, got that notice, STEEZ quick to the catch yeah
2:41Want you back, remember what was missing from the game
2:42Audiopium, I'll probably be addicted forever, yeah
3:00Audiopium
3:02We keep the **** fiends itching
3:04This that crack y'all been missing
3:08Audiopium
3:09Shoot this through your veins and take a trip and
3:12R.I.P. King Cap, you gave us vision
3:15Audiopium
3:17We keep the **** fiends itching
3:22This that crack y'all been missing
3:24Audiopium
3:26Shoot this through your veins and take a trip and
3:29R.I.P. King Cap, you gave us vision
3:35(Soul searchin') 'till my flows are perfect
3:36I ain't trynna be a slave to grow old from workin'
3:39Sorry BADA$$, you lucky that I peeped it second
3:42Tell them ****** keep it steppin' with they beat selection
3:44Check the melodies, it's so heavenly
3:46That ****'ll get your hipster move with no 7D's
3:49Audi-opium, can I bust soliloquies
3:52Got that **** mix and mastered both remedies
3:54Grab a spoonful, we servin' up a pot
3:56And you know we gotta serve it while it's hot
3:58I'm flowin' like a volcano, I'm drippin' verses off the top
4:01Dirty cops still swervin' on the block
4:03Lookin' for black kids, that spittin' up acid
4:06It's in my jeans so don't worry what my pants is
4:10Get with the script it's that ignorant ****
4:12And we bound to get sick of it quick and I ain't sealin' my lips
4:15It's the shift, I know you feel it man
4:17We blowin' up like a ceiling fan
4:20Droppin' off jewels like Killa Cam's man
4:22When it comes to kickin' verses I'm Mr. Van Damme
4:26Crushin' strawberry, it's the jam
4:29So throw up both hands if you can
4:31Ironic how I'm killin' this ****, until they bury me
4:33My volume is going in depth with longevity
4:37Stupid
Sounds like another word Yeah, Kirk, you gotta add your **** to this Yeah, yo, my *****, don't even trip I ain't trippin' You know we get the dollar slices for free Yeah, too broke **** Yeah, yeah, bankrolls ya ***** Know what I'm saying? We got them fiends round All the way round the block twice, ***** Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go (Pro Era!) Beast Coast stunna 'bout to feast this summer Brand new pies, got the pizza coming This dough man don't need no oven My ****-heads they need that Audiopium, audio Audiopium, audio Beast Coast stunna 'bout to feast this summer Brand new pies, got the pizza coming This dough man don't need no oven My ****-heads they need that Audiopium, audio Audiopium, audio Yeah, I'm about to cop some more, it's on me, got the guap I'm toured And cops circle 'round the block, know it's time for sure (Ayo, keep that **** low *****) Lock the door This **** pop when I got the chord And I need more money yeah, por favor And I sell a ton can't wait, hold some more Serve bass, got loud, got more in store If you ain't do it like I do it, you ain't popping boy Rap, no pop, record They got fiend by the back up cause, backing off With the price of crack, that could crack your jaw Then running with the packs like I pack them all And we running like a pack of dogs, pack the floor The pack blast heat leave 'em lacking thoughts They can feel it in the streets so we tax 'em off I gotta break up all my piece let 'em blast it off, audiopium Beast Coast stunna 'bout to feast this summer Brand new pies, got the pizza coming This dough man don't need no oven My ****-heads they need that Audiopium, audio Audiopium, audio Beast Coast stunna 'bout to feast this summer Brand new pies, got the pizza coming This dough man don't need no oven My ****-heads they need that Audiopium, audio Audiopium, audio Still adding up my epiphanies I shall abide to apply with all my abilities Took all my alibis, bye for they lies When they tryna belittle me, bid on me Guess you wanna see the bitter me Chilling with the don and yeah it's war, put a hit on me You can smoke all you want All you want *****, just don't **** with my purp I'm not finna work for no white man Put that on my heart with my right hand Latino heat, I do my dance Watch the money roll like that's my plan I only hang with a gang full of leaders I earned my stripes, pledge of allegiance **** all my teachers, I'm hoping you see this And everyone else that was non-believers Sunshine and that knife in 47 ****, for forever, **** You ain't ****ing with mine, whatever ***** Whatever Nyck spit sounding like Beretta clips It's been a minute but the Era got it's members together I'm with the world, got that notice, STEEZ quick to the catch yeah Want you back, remember what was missing from the game Audiopium, I'll probably be addicted forever, yeah Audiopium We keep the **** fiends itching This that crack y'all been missing Audiopium Shoot this through your veins and take a trip and R.I.P. King Cap, you gave us vision Audiopium We keep the **** fiends itching This that crack y'all been missing Audiopium Shoot this through your veins and take a trip and R.I.P. King Cap, you gave us vision (Soul searchin') 'till my flows are perfect I ain't trynna be a slave to grow old from workin' Sorry BADA$$, you lucky that I peeped it second Tell them ****** keep it steppin' with they beat selection Check the melodies, it's so heavenly That ****'ll get your hipster move with no 7D's Audi-opium, can I bust soliloquies Got that **** mix and mastered both remedies Grab a spoonful, we servin' up a pot And you know we gotta serve it while it's hot I'm flowin' like a volcano, I'm drippin' verses off the top Dirty cops still swervin' on the block Lookin' for black kids, that spittin' up acid It's in my jeans so don't worry what my pants is Get with the script it's that ignorant **** And we bound to get sick of it quick and I ain't sealin' my lips It's the shift, I know you feel it man We blowin' up like a ceiling fan Droppin' off jewels like Killa Cam's man When it comes to kickin' verses I'm Mr. Van Damme Crushin' strawberry, it's the jam So throw up both hands if you can Ironic how I'm killin' this ****, until they bury me My volume is going in depth with longevity Stupid
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