I been feelin’ overwhelmed like maybe I just need some Kodak film to slow me down cuz I don’t wait for nothing else I used to have to wait all day but now I just refresh the page and I don’t even have to pay I like, you like, we affirmate we both play, we feed the drug that fuels us it don’t take much it’s just the two of us If I had a limited amount to give I prolly wouldn’t use it up so much what I’m just sorta thinkin’ out loud Drinkin’ liu bao I been chugging heicha like a hungry alligator pursues a fish, invertebrate, amphibian or insect if i like the leaf, I’ll write to the beat, inhale the scent of incense beautiful, the smoke is in my nostrils combined with the steam this life is a dream I sip and spit the gospel huh, whatever don’t grade me with a letter from an a to a b or a c to a d or f like which is better because I am not your pupil I am just a student of the liquor in this soup bowl I am just as tea drunk as yesterday and that’s becoming usual I got tea stains in my cuticles got tea brain like do dee doo I don’t think a lot I just brew up and drink a lot I got emails from every damn brand in my inbox but I’ll save up for the free ship I buy it like I need it

I can’t, I can’t put cha down yeah I can’t I can’t put cha down You’re my favorite of ever through the pain and the pleasure through the shine and the rain and whatever whatever the weather we gotta keep us together because the older you get you keep gettin’ better I will keep you in a temperature controlled state I always think that I will but I don’t wait humidity be damned you bring me inner peace 5 grams is not enough I gotta fill the cup the whole way sippin’ on you trippin’ on you sippin’ on you sippin’ on you trippin’ on you sippin’ on you sippin’ on you trippin’ on you sippin’ on you this is a tribute I can’t, I can’t put cha down yeah I can’t I can’t put cha down Down, down. (yeah baby) Stuck on you, stuck on you Man fuck it I wish you had cousin or some other loved one that was better on my budget you keep my heart thumpin’ you got the huigan that I covet no one above it what if I were to drop a thousand while I was browsing that money was not for you that money was prolly for housing now I don’t got a roof And I gotta sell my couch and I’m fighting with my spouse and you/re shipping three months out This is ridiculous and all because i’m intimate with a particular blend that is so fuckin’ high end I gotta taste it again I gotta make it again I gotta spend Damn sippin’ on you trippin’ on you sippin’ on you sippin’ on you trippin’ on you sippin’ on you sippin’ on you trippin’ on you sippin’ on you I can’t, I can’t put cha down yeah I can’t I can’t put cha down

Dear doctor Please take out this I.V. I don’t want your hospital menu or your iced tea I just want some white tea I just want some rose garden smellin’ I would steal it if I had to Turn me cold hearted felon Tiger sniffs I got these needles near my wrists I haven’t asked for much But I’m asking you for this I’ve been a good dormant patient Drafty gown Scratchy blanket And I’ve never once asked you will I “make it” Oh you’re afraid that I’ll put sugar in it Let me lecture you a minute Picture a beautiful golden soup I swear it smells like Roses [brief hypnotic induction] Doc I’m not quittin’ No Naka is not livin’ I’ll stop speedin’ and breakin’ laws but this one I’m not givin’ up OK? It’s final Give me pamphlets up to my eyeballs Tell me I’m gettin’ tea drunk too much I might put my fist through this drywall if it’s ok, than I’m signin’ off gimme my keys and I’m ridin’ off don’t tell me that it costs too much don’t tell me that it’s not true love this is not just infatuation don’t knock it until you taste it shout out to, Gushu, cuz i know gong fu but I'm not the Matrix I got my self an occupation I bought my self a lotta cakes and I’m ready to drink em’ I’m tired of thinkin’ but I’m not patient, so I don’t age them So it’s all young sheng But it’s all ok Cuz for me When i take three steeps to the face All I see is Roses

Ooooh, I mean it used to be funny I would laugh about losin’ my money But I now stop and think who is the dummy Cuz a cute ass wrapper don’t tell me nothing ooh, it’s old arbor between you and the other brand who trekked farther? You climbed over mountain tops? You got mouths to feed? You got cakes to drop? We I aint gon’ buy em’ I’m on a no buy - silent My will power is hard you won’t see nothing placed in my cart except maybe one of those tiny little mystery bags because you know they’re only five dollars and if I’m gonna pay for shipping I might as well add a little bit of this and a little big of that [I know, you want me baby. I know you do] Gimme dat TEA TEA TEA Gimme dat TEA TEA TEA Gimme dat TEA TEA TEA Gimme dat TEA TEA TEA Stop it I’m in control of my options i’m immune to all of your comments I’ll stayed tuned but I’m probably not buyin’ So don’t get yo’ hopes up ohh look at that close up hot damn that’s a beautiful cake and there’s a limit to how many you made and all the posts say the aroma is great oh I just can’t wait no I just can’t wait just a quick click tap and I’ll swoop up dat 25 cents to add a temp tat and I’m puttin’ that on my neck for when I rep my set when I talk my shit like look at this pic now I’m in debt don’t you want to be cool just like me kids? because, well I buy tea when I can’t afford it Bring the horns back

Where do we go when it’s all ran out Where do we go when it’s all gone [Judy] Where do we go when it’s all ran out Where do we go when it’s all gone Hey Judy How you doin’ cutie? I haven’t met your sisters but I heard they’re kinda snooty You got beauty By that I mean you got a full body I don’t want a single lick I want the whole lolli five times 200 hundred grams two for now, three for then drinkin’ you is freakin’ proof you make me feel like I’m the man 1 through 4 you subtle steep five and you bold now you gon’ get me trouble order till you sold out don’t pass me off on Beebe don’t pass me off on Patti cuz you the one that I truly want cuz girl you steep so flashy my oh my you got me flyin’ high I see the world in black and orange like a tigers eye So Where do we go when it’s all ran out Where do we go when it’s all gone [Judy] Where do we go when it’s all ran out Where do we go when it’s all gone No fuckin’ idea you breathe me like I’m Sia I lay low, then pay fo you, the queso to my dilla woo, what a compliment prolly good I keep it anonymous cuz if not babe, I’d be fundraisin’ let’s get this tea on a monument I’m adding you to my Rushmore Moon Waffle, move over I put your face by Jade Rabbit by Baby Dragon by Nevermore You’re what I bought this kettle for Surprised your leaves aren’t edible I drink you till there’s nothing left Then put you in a pot to boil Wow, syrupy Got me thinkin’ marry me I just might need therapy Cuz I want you there when they bury me Judy Judy Judy Judy

Lana, Lana, I got a question for ya You don’t know me, but I gotta message for ya I don’t have the Right to tell you anything There’s a real nice kid named Cody Wade if you like tea you’ll know his face Genuine? no debate And he really wanna have a sesh with ya babe I’m sorry to solicitate but this ain’t not no coffee date I know requests come common place but this just ain’t that kinda thang Elizabeth I’m asking you for this Will you just please concede have some tea grant a wish He got that Norman Fuckin’ Rockwell album art upon his wall All you gotta do is call Set it up you’ll have a ball Promise Lana, Lana, I got a question for ya You don’t know me, but I gotta message for ya I don’t have the Right to tell you anything [Lana interview interlude] Hey yo Chuck Hey yo Charlie Hit yo’ sister up and tell her there’s a party It’s just two people sittin’ down Brew it up, pour it out It don’t even have to happen at his house He’ll gladly bring it to you You want Wuyi you want Yiwu You want new tree you want gushu Well his library, that’s for you You want oolong you like dong ding If you had a new song to sing That would enrich a life and make it better than it’s ever been Tea may be the drug but YOU are the medicine Lana. Lana, Lana, I got a question for ya You don’t know me, but I gotta message for ya I don’t have the Right to tell you anything

Growin’ up I drank Bigelow I drank Yorkshire Gold Celestial Seasonings and Trader Joes Growin’ up I drank Bigelow I drank Yorkshire Gold Celestial Seasonings and Trader Joes BUT THAT’S OK I MADE A LOT OF MISTAKES I WAS YOUNG MAN FINDING MY WAY I DIDN’T KNOW ANYTHING I DIDN’T KNOW ANYTHING But ya’ll came and swooped me up Helped me steep a better cup Showed me what it was to love A leaf like it was my blood Family, I treat these cakes like family They get they own room They get allowance too They get whatever they need To succeed Even if it means Specific humidity I mean gee Talk about high maintenance Talk about testin’ papas patience The mini fridge is makeshift The quality I taste it Every single day, shit I’m just a kid Tryin’ to upgrade from basic From drinkin’ Trader Joe peppermint To sippin’ Bitter End What a difference Growin’ up I drank Bigelow I drank Yorkshire Gold Celestial Seasonings and Trader Joes Growin’ up I drank Bigelow I drank Yorkshire Gold Celestial Seasonings and Trader Joes BUT THAT’S OK I MADE A LOT OF MISTAKES I WAS YOUNG MAN FINDING MY WAY I DIDN’T KNOW ANYTHING I DIDN’T KNOW ANYTHING Eye lids low from the shou Not a flex Send another boatload Write another check Pour with the right hand Pour with the left 17 track gotta keep dat refreshed uuuhhhhggg checkin’ checkin’ checkin’ checkin’ checkin’ I bought a cake. On the wrapper, is a chicken I’m pretty grateful that this card has a limit Cuz if not I’d be spendin’ Like every single minute Every single new release Every anniversary Brings another shopping spree [Now we keepin’ it hot] Pour it with that urgency Burn my finger third degree To skip a day that never has occurred to me

Hatin’ on bagged Hatin’ on bagged Hatin’ on bagged Hatin’ on bagged Hatin’ on bagged Hatin’ on bagged Hatin’ on bagged Hatin’ on bagged yeah. There was time When I was fine As long the package had a shine I used to gobble up quotes Like it was me that they wrote Them fo’ What a joke, now I see it Justin Other, Gullible Amerikian I paid for the package I paid for the tag And never once thought what’s in that bag dust muhfuckin’ dust dust muhfuckin’ dust you drinkin’ dust muhfucka dust it's just dust muhfuckin’ dust You wanna drink dust Grab a broom and sweep up You don’t need a clean cup You don’t need to wait for that water to even steam up Just drink it down cold You don’t like the taste? Chase it with a Coke Gross Gross is right I grab my coat And embrace the night Cuz I’m gettin’ old And this is not a timeless flight And I’ve only got so long to make it right Right Right Right Right I’ve only got so long to make it right Hatin’ on bagged Hatin’ on bagged Hatin’ on bagged Hatin’ on bagged Hatin’ on bagged Hatin’ on bagged Hatin’ on bagged Hatin’ on bagged Confession time I used to do this after lunch time Sittin’ in the sunshine Like, the rock that I live under is just fine To get more flavor you need more time Why steep four, when you can steep five And after all those minutes You’d think that I’d be finished But I would wrap the string around the bag on a spoon and squeeze it Extracting every last bitter tannin Which can only be defined as madness [Tell me all your secrets] It’s difficult to comprehend the cyclical experience Of adding cream and sugar Like adding toast to butter Like every child I could try and blame my mother But the roots run much deeper like Which came first was it The broom or the sweeper The bitter or the sweetener You want it shittier or cheaper or both I’m finally comin’ close To leaving it behind me And embracing better tea [Patronizing interlude] Hatin’ on bagged Hatin’ on bagged Hatin’ on bagged Hatin’ on bagged Hatin’ on bagged Hatin’ on bagged Hatin’ on bagged Hatin’ on bagged

[Dido lecture intro] [menacing synths] Cup too big Pot too big Cup too big Pot too big Cup too big Pot too big Cup too big Pot too big You need something smaller Cannot blame the weather This is not a problem wit yo' Thermostat or sweater It’s too much liquid all at once The problem centers in your cup I know you want a pic for the gram With the kids and the fam in the setting sun but.. Please I beg you Change your schedule Infuse more often Leave more headroom Three sips is perfect Four sips, indulgent Five sips is just overkill You make problems then you gotta solve it With a thermos What the fuck use is a thermos Why pay for leaf and then burn it You’re making me nervous I’m talking in earnest Cup too big Pot too big Cup too big Pot too big Cup too big Pot too big Cup too big Pot too big [advertisement interlude. To purchase an Ember brand temperature controlled bluetooth app operated mug, please visit www.Ember.com] Sorry but I’m not enjoying Hard to top hot water boiling That app is a lotta coin And I find your voice annoying I’m not a brand on youtube I just want to drink gushu My cup does not need bluetooth Can’t trick me but they fooled you Listen if you got a problem with yo’ temp That needs assistance I might have a few ["I might"//"few"] small suggestions But first little Tazo brewing mechanism needs suspension Expulsion Stop brewing tea in a cauldron Cup too big Pot too big Cup too big Pot too big Cup too big Pot too big Cup too big [Train metaphor to help with your transition from western style to gongfucha]

[Hotline Interlude] He was born in Athens, I was born in California He’s tall and massive Me I’m kinda normal 14inches, 60 pounds You do the math on that He’s tall, I’m round Five hundred and fifty six thousand dollars every game Dang Sometimes I spring for takeout by digging under cushions for loose Change Hey yo Giannis, how’d you get this Paul kid in yo’ pocket I mean sometimes he likes my comments But his loyalty to you leaves me astonished Who would want to open up IG and in their feed only see their own Teaware company Plus one freak Do you even drink tea? Or is it only Gatorade and powdered whey in outer space? You’re gettin’ trainers and masseuses Supplements And juices I hate to be nuisance but I had to vent my two cents Giannis You were born in Athens, I was born in California You’re strong and massive Me, I’m kinda normal You go from three point line to dunking in a single bound I’ve been trying jumping but my feet won’t seem to leave the ground Giannis Five hundred and fifty six thousand dollars every game Dang It must be pure delusion to think that Paul would treat us both the Same The chance that you’ll follow me on IG Is about as likely as the Bucks goin’ back to back for a repeat They ain’t gon’ get it Ok I said it But I ain’t here to diss if it’s your favorite team Paul If i was talkin shit I’d save it for my tea blog So you got Two Dogs, And you write tea blogs, And I write tea blogs, We both like bball Let's not seesaw It just seems wrong Like Ann not gettin’ followed by King Kong This is not a fan song This is not a Stan song This is just a mano y mano: man to man song Oh you thought that the hook would come Well I’m not done Unlike that tiny little little sample of that baimudan I make my points one by one I like tea that will numb my tongue And you provide that tong by tong So hit that follow button And you’ll never hear from me again But if you don’t man, Welcome to the bromance I’m just a poor man Lookin’ for my openin’ YUH [hit that button outro]