Don’t Touch That Remote lyrics

We smokin' heavy (We smokin' heavy)
We kickin' back (We kickin' back)
It's gettin' late (It's gettin' late)
I text her back (Text her back)
"What's the deal? Can we chill?" Tell her "yeah" (Tell her "yeah")
I'm sippin' sizzurp like my partner Crunchy Black (Crunchy Black)
I watch Adult Swim, b*tch, turn that back (turn that back)
I kicked her out just because she did that (did that)
I'm in Asian kitchen watchin' Sam Jack (Sam Jack)
I did it better than whoever on the map (on the map)

I'm sick and tired of rappers droppin' whack tracks (n*gga)
I'm gettin' tired of suckas lyin' bout they stacks (n*gga)
Why you mad? Ain't my fault you in the trap (n*gga)
Why he sad? Ain't my fault she don't want him back (n*gga)
You need to chill, I'm for real
It ain't worth it, don't get killed
Know your place, know your field
You can't compare, I'm too skilled
b*tch I'm known to put a sucka to the dirt, make him hurt
I give no f*ck 'bout none of you n*ggas or what you worth, I'm in Perth
With a b*tch, tryna let me up her skirt, I need church
Imma flirt, and I'm always on the search, huh

We smokin' heavy, we kickin' back
It's gettin' late, I text her back
"What's the deal? Can we chill?" Tell her "yeah"
Only if you gotta ounce on the sack
She like Adult Swim, I can deal with that
She like to cook, that's a rare artifact
She roll a hundred blunts while I take a nap
Hollow Squad came, and now they runnin' back
b*tch