Fish Man (feat. Fettuccine Ferragamo)

Yeah what up
Kraang Saga Part 1 baby

You thought the Mist be the drink of choice
Got the wrong beverage
Green and yellow Sprite is better
It crisp like fall weather
Sweating nervous with fruit like summer
You wearing all leather
People say that I lost my head yeah
But it ain't severed
You lesser known like you be
Heath ledger in Four Feathers
Use my roni like fun money
'Cuz I ain't saving
Check yourself when you wreck yourself
Got a bad behavior
You need saving you're not shaving
Prada your new savior
Pizza like Now & Laters
I cook it on the pavement
I cook it in my basement
No green to your amazement
Cut up like Freddy-Jason
That mozzarella fragrant
My taste is never getting old no need for a replacement
I swear it affidavit
Bad taste Goliath
I be David throwing stones with these flows
Yeah, check out my statement
Top charts were not adjacent
When climbing I'm impatient
I be your entertainment
Every day that's my attainment
You pour the gasoline I flame it strike a match
I'm here with Fettuccine Ferragamo
Yin-yang that's white and black
I'm only two-faced when it comes to choosing toppings
That's variety of salami or pepperoni stop me
You wanted this you got me
If it's a crime you caught me
Call your mommy if you scared
Even though she want me
I got my gun a tommy
Got my board like Rodney
Al-Dente be my crew and I'm not talking Motley
My verse be like a bomb that I be dropping day and night
I be the bear on this sick beat
With Battlestar It's like I'm Dwight
Y'all ready know I'm sipping Sprite
Yo where's the bottle where's the mic
I shake it-
Shake it up, sup
Will he blow up I might
We got no green with this meat
We got no ghost with this sheet
We got no heat with this sweet feet yeah
I'm in the backseat
The first half is complete
The fish man he discrete
Everything is obsolete my man
Don't ask for repeat
Yeah Prada

Needle on the vinyl
And I'm letting it spin fast
Veal from Maggiano's
For all the times that I been last
Never been broke
For all the times that I been cast
Bars like a fountain
Always making the pen last
But really I pen fast
Really I been brash
My girl a gym rat
Your girl on Slim Fast
Why you look big mad
The pen is on big bad
Huffing every no-nothin
Place that ain't brick cast
You looking at stonewall
I give you the stone face
No emotion on it
When I'm crossing the home plate
You think it's a long race
We made it a 5k
Pulling up on you like
Yo where my 5k
Could raise the crime rate
When I'm feeling this irate
Instead I just violate,
Some beats with the mind state
You know that I rhyme great
The feel is like fine wine
I'm sipping on the soup
And I'm dipping the wontons
This is the swan song
And it just going on
The tracks after this
Are an appendage it's gone long
Feel is Randy Moss
How I still just be going long
You know I'm never caught
But I never not caught bombs
But yes I drop bombs
I'm kicking down the door that got locks on
You better recognize like a Lox song
Gemini season and you know I got Pac on
Me Against the World baby
But I just rock on
Sample's a rock song
The hat is a dry hi
If you talking money
We connect like the wifi,
If you talking funny
Then just maybe we drive by
My uzi weighs a ton
And it sounding like bop bop
Then you go bye-bye
We coming in the game and let shots fly
You see the chickens running
'Til we put em in pot pies
Seeing my stock rise
And feeling the bops right
I'm just tryna make life lopside
In my favor
Really I'm just tryna sit dockside
Watch tides roll away
Do nothing but waste time
That's my flavor
For pops it was the Now & Laters
I just wanna cop four drops
I want em now and later
I just wanna rock four tops
And Otis on the player
Ferragamo got those chops
And Prada's got the grater
Shredding of the beat gon' stop
Since I got tired later



Credits
Writer(s): Dallin Kroon
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