Murakami Flower

I got the blade like Inuyasha
That shit cuttin' through yo armor
I got a plug her name Natasha
She get it strictly from the farmer
Bring out the racks we talkin' profit
Hoes look at me like I'm a prophet
Fucked up a check at Neumann Marcus
I need textures I need garments
I'm so sick and I'm so twisted
All this medication in my system
I'm so sick of the system
All this medication keep me twisted
I need you like I need crack and I don't really got that addiction
But you must be smokin' dat rock if you think you fuckin' up my mission
And that's to remain the best, nothing less I'm tired of sayin the shit
If you feel the same roll three grams in the wood and face that shit
Damn that shit is trash I don't know how you even make that shit
Mobilize with the squad in the function we gon' break that bitch
I do not want your broad but she suck me while you date that bitch
I do not wait to long if I want it Imma take that shit
You betta' pay homage to the ones who really be doin this shit
Bitch I feel like Allah LSD in my mouth I'm chewing this shit
Countin' these racks on god
Doin this shit like it's my job
I'll admit I'm a bit of a snob
I can't be like one of you slobs
Bad bitch bad bitch givin that slob
Bad bitch bad bitch givin that sloppy toppy
Servin' it on that walkie talkie
I just bought a box a backwoods it's 'bout to go down
If it's me and all my ninjas we blow through four pounds
This shit that I'm smokin' screaming yo shit make no sound
If I send you on that mission you do it no sound

Shh!
Slide down
Fuck it call the hounds
Pull up to her house
Just to watch it bounce
I just smoked an ounce
In about an hour
This is not no sour this is Murakami flower
Slide down
Fuck it call the hounds
Pull up to her house
Just to watch it bounce
I just smoked an ounce
In about an hour
This is not no sour this is Murakami flower



Credits
Writer(s): Reyniel Tapia
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