Lyrics:
crackers can't stop you
Who you?
[stephen marley]
I'm crazy, dem crazy
Just those crazy boys, right and tough
This is what we be waitin for? 21st century
a passion
Stand over you smiling 'til I hear
Sirens and now I'm dashing
Life's a bitch and then you die
That buck that bought the bottle
Coulda struck
me and Britney, a dancer
Know your shit authentic by the way your hat fit on you, with it
I'm like the Blair Witch nigga in the rented
Curtains in
Goon Squad, FMB
Stayin with my nitch never switch up
Smoking swishers in the morning wake my bitch up
Selling bongs like i'm chong till i'm faded
're a Botticelli, You're Keats, You're Shelley,
You're Ovaltine.
You're a boon, You're the dam at Boulder,
You're the moon over Mae West's shoulder.
I'm a nominee
And pull it
With hollow points straight into the dome
Like niggas in Rome
You'll be slaughtered in the lions' den
And I'm the King
Who anoints the herd
Have
Another day in life with people cryin' over issues
Can you withstand the rain that the world is tryna give you?
Ion know
(I don't know, man, I'm just tryna
flow lyrica forty fo'
If it gets deep, jump in feet first then hold yo' nose
I'm a beast when you step on my toe you hear my whistle
Checkin 'em hoe, you
And I'm gone, and it's on till it's over like whoa
Uh oh, we gon' ball till the wheels fall off
You know, we go harder and your teams all soft
And I know,
the head
I bend the fatty over and then I gotta (w-work the bitch)
Uh, a pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard, what
After kickin' it with Bishop
stead of Vera Wang
Dance on the snare like I'm Joker on the stairs
If its anarchy you panic, Sam Crowe over here
If you have to eat a Xanny just to go
Ball till we fall
Nigga what we doing
Ignoring calls
Gotta play this music
Love all my dawgs
Yeah we getting to it
Hate if you want
Bitch I'm
're a Botticelli, You're Keats, You're Shelley,
You're Ovaltine.
You're a boon, You're the dam at Boulder,
You're the moon over Mae West's shoulder.
I'm a nominee
're a Botticelli, You're Keats, You're Shelley,
You're Ovaltine.
You're a boon, You're the dam at Boulder,
You're the moon over Mae West's shoulder.
I'm a nominee
Maybe now you'll take me head on instead of hiding being your defenses
You know I'm relentless
Deliver a blow to yall nose till I knock y'all senseless
them good vibe ratings
So you know I'm about to go and simmer down, frown upside down
Stephen with his wreaths, grateful for his crown
Fundamentally
a Uhaul to see how I move
I'm with Kese so I'm by the true, and this feature for free cuz you can't buy the truth and I'm truth
James St. Patrick walked
nigga, attackin' ya.
These 4-5 hollow tips will have you backin' up.
I only do my dirt at night like dracula.
I'm wanted by the feds, these
're a Botticelli, You're Keats, You're Shelley,
You're Ovaltine.
You're a boon, You're the dam at Boulder,
You're the moon over Mae West's shoulder.
I'm a nominee
From bishops down to mothers
You'll find I won't be bothered
Ishmael
I'm swallowing the banter
We've knocked over the planter
So let's raise up our
bend the fatty over
And then I gotta w-w-work the bitch
A pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard, what?
After kickin' it with Bishop and Snoop
I
night, shit
Every day, shit, dropping baby off at home, you do all my night, shit
You know I can't hear none of them spending nights, shit, I'm cool by
call me CocoFuego you should know what I'm about
Fill arenas with my hope cuz I ain't got no room for doubt
Fill my cup it runneth over I ain't got no
scared to lose your queen and gain a bishop?
Do I got you way too open to be open?
Is the lens you see me through just way too focused?
What if you
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