(val: verse 1)
Kono shudan we said konichiwa
moving in
up to the show like voila
vale ain't dense, no the boy is
efficient
missy ain't in it that wasn't my mission
mercy, god left a
musician
collected members like pins on a backpack
present the clips, the mags, get packed
envisioned it
wasn't for me i keep on
i'm so elegant, heaven soul sent
that boy irrelevant,
unintelligent experiment on him excellent
heaven not
taking you, be jealous
i was moving bricks on bricks like pusha
clipse except we got
all 54 foots
let god pop in, the top sort them out
creative director, bonjour, chop chop
(seph: verse 2)
weird cousin, walk out, the crowd start
jumpin’
and buzzin', the bees keep bummin', queen fumblin'
hearin’, seein‘, speakin’ nothin’, no discussion
slick talk so
abstract, why you blushin?
slickback, pimp that ride then we whip that
smokestack
when i get stressed, lot to unpack
at the kickback o.d.in‘ off
of tic tacs
fresh to death, hold your breath
when the tide rise
so macbeth i’d die to get mines
wild west, we draw between lines
through the grapevine he find
brews a fine wine
i been dyin‘ since birth, in the clouds
cause its hell
on earth
karma's a bitch
i been flirtin’ with her, she
wearin‘ my shirt
to know i’ve a heart, i need it to hurt,
i'm feelin’ it burn, woah
(orngz: hook)
nigga how you uptight in the club?
bitch u can't hang wit ur clothes in the mud
i got 50 in my hand and a deck full of clubs
i pulled a damn hamstring while i was tryna duck
niggas really starting fights in the club
lil white girl to my right selling drugs
my belt feeling light and my nose start to run
the pack smell like shit and i pissed in my cup
(ale: verse 3)
i was in a grave, i stomped on your ground
master the fade, i layer these rounds
they sent my johnny boy out to the pound
thank god he out, thank god he out
that was my child and homie it really was sad
that it’s seeing it all on me
but daddy upset that i traded my number with brodie
then brodie had tested me
let’s go coyote
i guess he ain’t change
i wanna see if my life fully change
i wanna see if you up for the pain
i wanna see if you preach what you say
you would be lucky to live a new day
straight from the lane or the ghettobaby
told my momma i wanted the red mercedes
wanna be that lil boy? you should talk to ladies
if you wanted a fade, have a talk with hades