Mason Jar Lyrics – Inpatient, Ren, Chris Webby

[Intro: Chris Webby]
I’ve been on a wa-a-a-ave
Cutting ketamine with a Home Depot card
And it’s got me on a wa-a-a-ave
Quarter ounce and a mushroom chocolate bar
Yeah, it’s got me on a wa-a-a-a-ave
I’ve been on a wa-a-a-ave
Yeah, we’re so high that JP forgot how to make beats
Now he’s drumming on a mason jar

[Verse 1: Chris Webby]
Yeah, I line up that kitty cat
Pretty fat then I’m sniffing that
Light a ciggy, some sticky
Then sip some whiskey to piggy back
The effects as they get to me
I’ve perfected the recipе
With some acid for microdosing, some excеllent ecstasy
Go on Banjo-Kazooie
I got some Tusi to boost me
I cop some ket up in Canada with them loonies and toonies
I’m in a room with some groupies and that coc*ine on the plate
That I microwaved for twenty-eight seconds and gave ’em a taste
I cut a gator for later, break up and rolling the reefer
Stoned to the mean and eating pizza, playing Ghost of Tsushima
The graphics so realistic I feel like I’m in Japan
On ketamine like a horse, them crystals are finer than sand
Just when I thought I was zooted, JP been raising the bar
Went from playing guitar
Now he’s fu*king banging on jars
He’s taken so many bong rips, it’s blasted him higher
But honestly this beat is actually fire

[Chorus: Chris Webby]
I’ve been on a wa-a-a-ave
Cutting ketamine with a Home Depot card
And it’s got me on a wa-a-a-ave

Quarter ounce and a mushroom chocolate bar
Yeah, it’s got me on a wa-a-a-a-ave
I’ve been on a wa-a-a-ave
Yeah, we’re so high that JP forgot how to make beats
Now he’s drumming on a mason jar

[Verse 2: Ren]
Sometimes Sick Boi gets so lazy
Smoking cabby, kush get wavy
Sometimes labels act so shady
That’s my song, now fu*k you, pay me
Huh-uh, never bite the hand that gives, motherfu*ker
I know cartoons like the Moomings mother (Oooh)
Bulletproof bars, bullets bounce back sucka
Brrrraah, click-clack and recover
My brother, compadre, amigo
Pass me the spliff and I hit like a free throw
Last place kid getting high, watch your peep show
Scratch that itch in the belly when she deepthroat
Mmhmm, the Sick Boi so vulgar
Too old to mature when I’m older
Hold this spliff, let JP take over
I’m so cooked, I need to get sober
I never made a verse this high
Webby, man, I think I’m gonna die
I need to lie down with the lights out, time out
About to pass out on the couch
I’m not fu*king about
‘Cause I’m tripping for Britain
The curtains are dripping
The music, the music, the music is skipping
Feel so sick, my stomach kickflipping
One more hit man, fu*k it, we’re living

[Chorus: Chris Webby]
I’ve been on a wa-a-a-ave
Cutting ketamine with a Home Depot card
And it’s got me on a wa-a-a-ave
Quarter ounce and a mushroom chocolate bar
Yeah, it’s got me on a wa-a-a-a-ave
I’ve been on a wa-a-a-ave
Yeah, we’re so high that JP forgot how to make beats
Now he’s drumming on a mason jar