Lyrics:
a couple thats a common offense
Some like peanut butter spread others berry jam,
Some like to have to have they knees spread by another man (is it true)
Its
first bowl
Winter cold
By the tennis courts
At the bus stop
That for twelve years I stood I waited for
Miss those days, I used hate it though
See by
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
Hit the top call me Jacques, not the Scott
You motherfuckers ain't giving props
And when I Silk the Shock, I'm cream the crop,
The bar is hot, I'm
imitations
Misleading information
GMO Rappers wit their Artificial flavoring
Shackled by the chain call it Record label slavery
The game Sho'll is ugly that's
from this Earth think I'm from Mars
I was fourteen popping them bars
I'm twenty three, I'm living large
My hunnits blue ain't talking Marge
They call me
Shit that I say it just comes to fruition
Bags filled with blue, bitches know imma get em
The money I blew yea, it costs your tuition
I don't have
news
And beat your bitch ass home
Bar none fade all, and we deep as the ocean
You be floating down the brazzer
Duct taped eyes open
Fucking with KMJ,
disappeared off the earth, fell off by far
He don't even got a car, just a white cup of bar
A one and a two liter, you ain't no block bleeder
I'm talking bout
reading books trying to turn a new chapter
Me, I tend to lash out and analyze after
Spazzed out energy, nuclear reactor
One step forward, then twelve
and the blue eyes
Couldn't be more down to Earth, even 55 floors high (Whoa)
Kinda like when I met Rice for the first time
Even I was surprised by my own eyes
Yeah
Hey
Late night on the cruise letting loose
Dodging the boys in blue
In my feels in my blues
I'm revealing the truth when I'm speaking to you
will get you whatever, I came as Thanos
I threw you jewels with an NYCHA flow
Blue and orange signs like I was on Dolan's payroll
Malcolm X Air Raid
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
You
Off a laced bar
Thinking you keeping up? You better
Have a race car i ate lamb chops in a i8
I ain't finna fight you, I'm a lightweight
Shoot him in
Scotian
(Not a super nova I'm a super Nova Scotian)
Aw yeah, it's Bubbles here
Sunnyvale Trailer Park, hard as fuck
Uh, they gave me twelve bars
But
a steel guitar
Love is a battle scar
Love is the morning star
Love is a twelve-bar blues
Love is your blue suede shoes
Love is a heart abused
Love is
sheet and bars
Drag rappers by they wife beater
Drama King told me "Drag
Go stupid" so Imma go stupid
Made this fitted cap a drop top
Almost mini couped
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
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