Caesar Salad
Yea, I kept on singing my song
I kept on singing my song
Yea, I came to run the game I wonder do these shoes fit me
I'm one of one so baby what you finna do with me
I got a bitch that's catching jets just to spoon with me
We don't take no trips or do events just make a few memories
I fill her dome with marijuana plants exclusively
I seal a cone and put it on her chest like new titties
I roll doobs ima true hippie
And hoes choose but I'm too picky
But I ain't blaming her though
Ay but this ain't what she want
I broke her off a little taste and now she craving some more
She had a lock up on her case but shawty gave me the code
Ay but I told her keep the safe cause ain't no saving these hoes
She tryna offer up her cakes yea in exchange for my soul
But baby I won't
Man Rocko made my favorite song
Ay what he told her, he say
Look, we just coolin' it girl we ain't goin' steady
That love shit I ain't foolin' with it cause I know its deadly
But don't consider me just another casualty
The tragedies that rattled me done crafted out a masterpiece
But I ain't mastered peace
I just found a peaceful practice
I got a passion making classics over beats for rappin
I'm on the map if you can't see me get a deeper atlas
I want the lettuce, bread, and cheese I need a Caesar salad
'Fore I was fly nigga my wings were flappin'
You gotta try, use what you got, and watch how things can happen
I kept on singing my song
Yea, I came to run the game I wonder do these shoes fit me
I'm one of one so baby what you finna do with me
I got a bitch that's catching jets just to spoon with me
We don't take no trips or do events just make a few memories
I fill her dome with marijuana plants exclusively
I seal a cone and put it on her chest like new titties
I roll doobs ima true hippie
And hoes choose but I'm too picky
But I ain't blaming her though
Ay but this ain't what she want
I broke her off a little taste and now she craving some more
She had a lock up on her case but shawty gave me the code
Ay but I told her keep the safe cause ain't no saving these hoes
She tryna offer up her cakes yea in exchange for my soul
But baby I won't
Man Rocko made my favorite song
Ay what he told her, he say
Look, we just coolin' it girl we ain't goin' steady
That love shit I ain't foolin' with it cause I know its deadly
But don't consider me just another casualty
The tragedies that rattled me done crafted out a masterpiece
But I ain't mastered peace
I just found a peaceful practice
I got a passion making classics over beats for rappin
I'm on the map if you can't see me get a deeper atlas
I want the lettuce, bread, and cheese I need a Caesar salad
'Fore I was fly nigga my wings were flappin'
You gotta try, use what you got, and watch how things can happen
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Writer(s): Marcus Hammond
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