Pound a Pop

Yeh, Scars from the past and we're all wearing them
I don't really wanna go to sleep I got this repetitive dream
Where I'm slipping up on bare ballbearing's them

My subconscious got this werewolf taring in
Checking out your motives I see bare ulteriors
And were on earners like The Undertaker
Yeh, Motherfucker you gone know I Pull Bearer them

Yeh, Yeh, And I used to sell them fucking pills
Just like a fizzy drink I got 'em for a Panda Pop
Yeh, And I had a plug right by the seaside
Used to go an check him and bring back a bag of rock

Yeh, If I say that I'll be 29 minutes
I'll be 26 and I can't let the standard drop
Rudeboy that's a standard drop, All of this shit that
We just withstanded to be banded off grab the work and hand it off

Broke my press I had to solder it together
Two operations had to put my shoulder back together
Growing up without no money holding it together
This money feeling twice as good you're folding it together

I used to pour it in the sieve you'd hold the jug to measure
I used to hold the metal plate we molded it together
Now I'm feeling like you should be working in a busy laundromat
Because of how you folding under pressure

And I used to sell them pills
They're coming like a fizzy drink I got 'em for a Panda Pop
Yeh, And I had a plug right by the seaside
Used to go an Link him and bring back a bag of rock
And I know how to grow 5 boxes in a bedroom
And still make the place smell like Davidoff Yeh
If you see me working on your block
I'm in a high vis not no motherfucking Saint Lauren

Six Sick strains I'm packing your basement
Pull up in Japanese wips with trappers adjacent
And I'm Known for this Columbian flu,
You might need some Echinacea My ting is looking like a fucking

I don't really buy no slick shit buy shit wips write 'em off
Fair Maidens On my Dick with the lipstick, Wipe it off
Told my worker if you turn this hear Lyca Off
Then I take your whole next week wage wipe it off

Lance Armstrong, with the pace, On the roids and I don't Cycle off
Cocaine that I'm dicing on, Spill it on the floor
And I don't even pick it up I just fucking turn the Dyson on

Money not a monkey on my back
It's just like tryna drag a Python off
Was 'bout to fuck your fair maiden but then the line went off
I know babe but the timing off, pushing that 08 Vectra
The engine fucked the Timing Off

And I used to sell them pills
There coming like a fizzy drink I got 'em for a Panda Pop
Yeh, And I had a plug right by the seaside
Used to go an Link him and bring back a bag of rock
And I know how to grow 5 boxes in a bedroom
And still make the place smell like Davidoff Yeh