[Intro]
Last time on iMAGINARY FRiENDS
Shit was goin' down

[Verse]
I got a phone call
I got a phone call
I get a phone call every day now
30 minutes later all good, I’m on my way now
Tell a bad bitch she gotta lay down, and stay down, and stay down
You came out here throwing hella shade 'round
I'm paid now so my rent is
File a petition, get the real n***as outta the trenches
This shit is wicked on these mean streets
None of my friends speak
We lean small trees to release that steam
Bad dreams on the way now
30 minutes late on the way now
Had a bag of shrooms I can’t feel my face now
South side n***as keep pistols by the waist now
Dumping bodies by the wayside
I'm like the black Zack Morris, the flyest on that bayside
24 hours boutta spend the whole day fried
Fucked in [?]
Be high and stay high
TY Based God
See how I chase minds, yeah
[Interlude]
The iMAGINARY FRiENDS SHoW!
Starring iMAGINARY oTHER... and Chuuwee!
Today's episode sees none other than your two favorite miscoherent cojinks-getting-into, hijinks-having n***as... doing just that

[Verse]
Aiyo I'm in the bay now
Straight laid out in my new bay house
Baywatch, all our bathing suits getting played out
Played out, all my new shit she done played out
She memorized, singin' my songs and all the layouts
Laid out, when she could slay, she be laid out
Everytime she see me I be chasing at the pay routes
Lookin' for her husband I don't really wanna play house
Everytime she talking to me I be lookin' spaced out

(Don’t know what the fuck you just said to me)