Marley's Mellow Mood

Someone tell this bitch I'm tired
I'm so drowsy, lethargic
But I'm still making her breakfast
Almond milk and a hard dick
Cold as shit like Antarctic
I paint your back like an artist
See I'm the hardest, pardon, smartest one
Came straight from the harvest
Yeah my flow like the menstrual cycle
I'm used like I'm damn recycle
I dance like a dance recital
I'm bold like a movie title
Undead I got negative vitals
Break like it's Minecraft survival
Jackson like Paris and Micheal
Jackin to various vinyls
This way
That way
Bitch come meet me halfway
Yeah I'm fucking sick
Bitch, I mean that in a bad way
Fuck a bitch in some goofy sock
'Cause that fuckin coochie rocks
Yeah my life's a stage
All these bitches fuckin movie props
I-
Fuck
Shit
I am just icon stuttering
Nikon shuttering
Eyes straight fluttering
Mindstate suffering
I'm straight stumbling
Stumbling, Stumbling, a bag's what you fumbling
You get the bag and fumble it
I get the bag
Talking bout condoms and that's an entendre
And that's 'cause I'm fucking your mom with 'em
Bow
Hello
I'm that fucking fellow
Mellow bitches on my dick
'Til I turn jaundice fucking yellow
Watching Click
Yeah, that's right
That's the Adam Sandler movie
You a motherfucking snack, bitch
You know I ain't talking Scooby
Psychodelic, out this bitch
Poetic when I spit
I'm so angelic with the shits
Match my aesthetics's in this bitch
I'm so generic, like a Walgreens
I've been smoking all trees
Not the biggest rapper, but they play me on the small screen

My shit wet, I need wipers
I bag her, gotta have her
Back to crib and I pipe her
I can't even find my watch, bitch
Swiper no swiper
I shoot that bitch in the back
Like American Sniper
I'm a soldier, Fuck you over
Over shoulder, I'm so Kosher
Drive a rover, Four-leaf clover
I'm a motherfucking stoner
I'm just lying
I'm just playing
My bar's strong like Super Sayan
I'm just saying, why you laying
Right next to me
While my ball's on another fucking pedigree
Damn, it sound like a brand new melody
I might fuck a Latin bitch named Penelope
I'm might go commit another felony
Whoa, fellas, please
So many racks on me, I got a damn erection
And they had on me 'cause my damn complexion
If they spit like me, it'd be damn perfection
Ain't no second-guessing, all up in her section
Her dad walks in, nah man we wrestling
Never take no shit from a man named Preston
Fuck around, might pull out the Smith and Weston
You pull out the tech, that's a damn ejection
I don't fuck around with Heroin injections
Another 2k views, that's my damn projection
I'll become more famous than John Legend
And maybe John Lennon
And I ain't fucking messing



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Writer(s): Jj Hyde
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