Lyrics:
the street I hear
"Yawk! Yawk! Yawk! Yawk!"
"Man down
Where you from, nigga?"
"Fuck who you know, where you from, my nigga?"
"Where your grandma stay,
drive through
Cause they blastin', life is like plastic
But who would be the next egg took out the easter basket
Is it you, me, or her or she or he?
to eat!
Grandma, we talked this morning, remember? I went away to school...
Oh, how marvelous! Well, don't study too much or you'll drive yourself
knife
And you bleed away
I wake everyday
I look forward to
My eggs and bacy
I know what to do
Pound ya mama
And get grandma too
I dust the pussy
Then get
scrubstitute
And I'm ‘bout to teach you
How to make that loot
There's 28 grams in an ounce o' weed
And at a dime a piece, that's 280
Just get your homie's name
See, my Grandma told me,
Never never never take no shit,
Especially that shark in the dark,
'Cause that shark in the dark can suck my...
Watch your
I came out of jail to about
300 thousand gadgets on my whip, i'm lookin'
At this mothafucka like how the fuck am
I supposed to start this shit, man?
and it's pumpin'
I apologize, oh yeah, and uh, can I have your autograph for me and my grandma?"
That's how I'm livin': all surprise mode
Don't even sleep,
of that brass monkey on some drunkie shit
You R&B fake rappers suck a monkey dick
I'm from back in the days
with the Christmas for haze
on my back,
to ride me like a cowboy
Teach me how you scramble eggs, you naughty boy
Elongate mein schwanse, Elon Ma, Elon
Love to fuck
Lick down to my nuts
Schlerfe es
bitch fix me up my Egg and grits
All My hoes rock gold teeth & mullets
She a nasty lil bitch the way she suck it suck it
I been moving through the city
While I watch a spider climbin up the wall
To spin a web, and catch a fly and watch him die
He sucks all of the blood out of him then I start to cry
I
Of that brass monkey on some drunkie shit
You, R&B fake rappers suck a monkey dick
I'm from back in the days with the Christmas
For haze on my back,
brass monkey on some drunkie shit
You, R&B fake rappers suck a monkey dick
I'm from back in the days with the Christmas
For haze on my back, stripped out
(uh)
And know we took off the block, cold, anemic
Touch down on the North and I really feed it (uh)
Mama, she told me go get it, get it (momma)
How
I sat back comfortably and heard them fumbling
But I'm here to teach them how to move because of me, because of T
Niggas start crumbling
My presence
with blaring speaks
You know that's how I Patrol these streets
Grandmas greet
But please don't listen to My tracks like these
Keep it G
Anglo still
Usain Bolt how I swoop into your roost
Lay with your mother 'till she's
Laying my goosе egg (Oh good heavens)
Then the next Tuesday back to your
Pond
dead
Out here playin' with them chickens, make em' lay some eggs
What you want for breakfast?
Tell my nigga, bring the syrup, they can keep the pancakes
to flash it
Borough call me Flac Don Pedro
Greene, big sword, eating egg roll
I don't think you lasting half a day, though
I done gave that pussy cat a halo
Fuck school
Fuck school
Fuck school
Fuck school
Fuck school
Fuck school
Oh oh oh
Fuck school
So I was sitting in my room
Thinking about how I was
is a hoe
Why you teach shit that we already know
And how we all fail til you fired thats funny fasho
Yo titties look centuries old
Fuck you Ms Adams
Ya
didn't matter how they perceive the music
I'm not here to teach the students Thinking back to Brightside
When I was bein' translucent But I dimmed my own
The way I’m living bitch u can’t forget it , my outfit cost about a Honda Civic,
U teach Em how to treat u so watch who u forgiving , my uncle in
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