Weave
The Carloses
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Uh Yo I'm back (From what?) From like a single song on Bandcamp Shit was phat! (You're fucked) You know, my last name should be Hampton Bitch I'm latticing shit Not fast enough for the life of me But maybe when I'm 87 I'll perform at Madison My flow is monstrous like Trogdor Spit consummate V's Get you down to your knees But you be hella fond of it Writing sonnets on the consequences Coming up on 'em I'm a poet Cross stitching alphabets, your obit's right below it I be twillin' the beat and I be killin' it too Lacing my weave with ladyfingers like some Tiramisu These sappy fuckers wanna water down The Carlos' crew I'm saying miss me with that gay shit While I'm kissin' a dude Is that too Kevin for you? And yeah my shit may sound like Mezzanine But if there's an empire I'd be the king sportin' Messaline, uh No need for internet in the name We Discord messaging And don't forget: I might have a role, so don't make no enemies All I wanna know is why I haven't popped off yet Only in a group because I can't hold my own project (Wait are you serious?) Pull up to Napster and yell "Yo, where my bread at?" Take a Napster and wake up to "Yo, where Bedhead at?" Look for Listerine when I wake up in the morning Act like I'm hard when every bar I spit is boring I got tracks that I'm recording, I don't know if they gonna hit I'm just tryna get my bread up move my homies to the 6ix Man, I ain't never been shit So I got a little money, start to flex a little bit Couple singles and a tape, spent that money on a weave Hope we'll drop a couple more before the world is missing me (Man) Man, I ain't never been shit So I got a little money, start to flex a little bit Couple singles and a tape, spent that money on a weave Hope we'll drop a couple more before the world is missing me Kickin' off the tape, bitch I'm Liu Kangin Sick of this robotic beef, your whole crew slangin' I'm off the Cyrex, bitch, I digress You off the clock man, time-pressed I'm a mortal man speakin' to the dead (to the dead) Give 'em my six cents, stream of thoughts from my head Stream of orange juice... and I'm pourin' it Take off in my racecar bed with a foreign bitch Life's too short to smoke mid (smoke mid) Yeah we bitches up in this bitch Life's too short to smoke mid (smoke mid) Yeah we bitches up in this bitch Life's too short to smoke mid (smoke mid) Yeah we bitches up in this bitch Life's too short to smoke mid (smoke mid) Yeah we bitches up in this bitch Father to a band but not my girl's favorite member Further from myself, keeping regrets from December Need a wake-up call but no one's asking for my number Until then, I'll make some hits with my group, motherfucker Made a tape with my friends, our crew is ride or die Pull up to What a with Carlos, we bumpin' fly or die And when I splash on your bitch, I'm Mr. Worldwide (I'm Mr. Worldwide) If you want a piece of this shit, then hit our hotline And I ain't never been shit When I get a little money I'll feel like a bad bitch A couple thousand on my shoes, a few more on my wrist Shotgun in the Tesla, next to Jaden smith (Is it over?) And yeah my shit may sound like Mezzanine But I be the hardest goin' Björk fan y'all ever seen Yeah my favorite's Homogenic, but I see you bumping Vespertine My jewelry too cold, I just got it from an ice machine All of these wannabes be spineless like centipedes But call me a hypocrite 'cause the hundreds gon' be the end of me (Oh, I get it) Too much heat, uh-huh, put on the sunscreen But who the f*ck be listening to the bars that you sending me Man, I ain't never been shit So I got a little money, start to flex a little bit Couple singles and a tape, spent that money on a weave Hope we'll drop a couple more before the world is missing me (Maaa-a-an) Man, I ain't never been shit So I got a little money, start to flex a little bit Couple singles and a tape, spent that money on a weave Hope we'll drop a couple more before the world is missing me (Maaaan) Man, I ain't never been shit So I got a little money, start to flex a little bit Couple singles and a tape, spent that money on a weave Hope we'll drop a couple more before the world is missing me Man, I ain't never been shit So I got a little money, start to flex a little bit Couple singles and a tape, spent that money on a weave Hope we'll drop a couple more before the world is missing me
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Written by: Brock Bierly, Carlos Mata, Jaxon Sealey, Luis Sanchez, Mark Mathias, Maxine Martell
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