Tekst piosenki
Produced by Aston Martin
(Verse 1)
Faded, spittin’ like the coffee hot
Shittin’ on ya coffin top
Chicken parmesan just hit the spot
Smoke loosie, me and my niggas actin too foolish
Im coolin, levitate into the air jet
Never seen a cat who pose a fair threat
Eatin’ where the bears flex, you near death
Manifest destiny, hold up these drugs got the best of me
Medicated throughout arteries
Meditate in a house party
You niggas know im godly
Pardon me, this is my get shit on flow
Smoke that loud pack, piff, that dope
Balotelli on my ziko flow
All these kidd-o’s know
Olajuwon when im in that post
Got the paint covered
Shrimp scampi all penne smothered
Taste butta
The mother fuckin pussy face sucka
(Hook)
I would teach you a song I know, x4
(Verse 2)
The robot stay charged
Go hard like a playoff
Brainwashed in the baked sauce
Hit santiago when we takeoff
Lift the breaks, fish filet be the main course
Fuck an image dawg, play sport
These bars be colder than the great north
Get a snake tossed, they always rattlin’
Battlin’ only leads to massive catastrophic happenins
Ain’t no happy men when I pass ya bitch
Shouldve slept wit her
Now we choosin strippers gettin head wit her
Just so you know nigga
Back to business
Lawrence taylor, justin tuck when Im at the scrimmage
The chiefs at the pyramid shootin’ arrows down at ya village
These niggas know what the deal is
Who fuckin’ wit us
(Hook)
I would teach you a song I know, x4
(Outro)
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