Lyrics:
and cool down a bit
All this heat on my head thought that im Chris Evans
Yeah in the human torch form not as Captain America
I do not play by the norms
the audience
That's just how it goes man
That's just how it goes man
Adios! Adios
The big fisted, slick spliff twista
In this mighty jungle
These cats are my
you know I don't fuck around, she knew I'm a marrero made so my
dick is bigger
The same niggas that was talking negative was never doing better, that's
Energy made this one
BbyRez bitch
A.R.P. inna trunk, Ghost Glockly in my lap, two shots to the face, all you heard was
FAP, FAP
And I'm slidin' with
And I make em for free
And I make em for me Showing off so you can see
The ego like Russ but my talent is immaculate Learning from the cats that was back
Fumble put him on his back, Rumble
Bitch, this not no cat,expensive taste, bitch, this not cheap
I done fell in love with cheese and now I'm getting it
are adjacent
I'm sick of seeing cats copy pasting the equation
No medication can fix this nauseation
And it's driving me crazy like Patrick Bateman
I'm
Pet my bong, Smoked my cat
Got my ass attacked by rats
Played a show, band was trash
Momma smoked my secret stash
Left the band, They were pissed
and he'll do it for free
Like
Bitch it's my g day and we gettin lit
You know I'm in fashion juss look at the fit
That bitch is a thot and she tryna get right
Life a marathon and im just trying to stay On track
Taking step by step so you prolly see me Count my laps
Never was the type to rush I really
(Yo)
(Bass)
(This song's called blank slate)
(Listen, SOLO)
I take a night on town and they throw a fit
Keep it ten toes down so they know I'm sick
and blue lights flashin', we was on the dash, you would think we was racin
This nigga blew we thought he was in a Hellcat, but that shit that basic
They
the cat. Meow.
This Aztec milk, drink of the gods.
Like pure red silk, it brings the sun.
It’s all the news, it’s all the news, shrapnel silk when asked
This the devil in a coffee bean,
Pavlov - a god's disease
Swords go from perpendicular up on the battlefield
To sliding through parallel horizontally
at merrell's place
Bottles by the case
So you never sober
Body oils we creatin'
Till the night is over
Baby baby wanna see you see you
Shake it like some dice
Our ship was sunk, we lost our cat
With all our coin, the Captain's hat
So now we are a stranded bunch of
cast away privateers
But we won't sob, no
a loop, they circle round and around We're being milked by the blind All that these Vultures see Is dollar signs and greed Slowly they're bleeding me They
on this is
How we speak with teflon
Aiyyo it's Sheek Louch nigga and I
Will pop till y'all gone
The only think yall little niggas pop is corn
And y'all
Pam had frisbee lessons
Stella had ballet
Now I'm by myself
But I can have fun anyway, so
Dim, dim the lights (The lights)
Remove my tights
to
Ever seen a woke nigga run around with the shooters?
I made dividents, spinning this world in a hula
Here it is, pyramid, sacred math buddha
Bitch I
And now what was that? A bird that sings!
The sounds are flying off this thing!
A dog, a cat, a baby's laugh
Captured and played by his 'phonograph'
In
to feel us till they kill us, this for the radio
Ain't nothing but a g thang baby
Turnel sets dried yellow bones crazy
Can't fade me, died lately
Challenged by few
Rivaled by none
He's alow down dirty son of a gun
This is the biscuit's crux
Solid rock against the flux
Ultra-heavy beat deluxe
give cause I'm not giving an (Uh)
I'm blessed, the luck is for charms
This for my brothers in arms who ain't surrounded by guards
And is fighting for
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