Papa Squat
Aye
Aye
Chis!
I'm serving violence, leave a person unnerved and frighten
Skirt and sliding when I heard the sirens
Leave your teeth on the curb for biting
You sure i'm lying?
Came from the dirt and the mud, yah
Ignore what you heard in the trunk, yah
Get a new bitch on the first of the month
She think she in love from the percs and the drugs
I pull her strings and she wind it back
Pledge of allegiance to the pirate flag
In the muck where you find me at
I was making money 'fore I was writing raps
Heightened senses, time is senseless
Minds enlightened from all the shrooms that I ingested
I like the tension, I slide extensions
They like a death wish, uh
I was hitting plugs on the wifi, uh
Then i started working through the night time, uh
Now my moneys up out of eyesight, uh
Now she wanna fuck in her thigh highs, uh
Fuck what it cost, I come to just floss
I worked like a slave taking no breaks
Just to be made to a boss, I was prevailing the odds, yah
You heard what it was, I'm perfect as fuck
Deserving of love if you're serving the drugs
Sure it's enough, but I need the bitches and love
I'm on some different stuff, I'm hitting the blunt
While she's about to go lick it, and grip it and suck
My life is great, I have it made
The way that you living must suck
Still washing some dishes for funds
I been really counting checks
I don't really drown in stress
They don't really doubt I'm next
I've been really crowned the best
Never really down for sex
I only come around for head
I'm not really 'llowed to rest
Mamas really proud i flex
Mama still proud of the thing that I do
Even if I'm packing the tool
My girls anemic and easily bruise
But, that peach is so nice, I need a bite out that fruit
She's five out of five, she'll hear that line in a tune, she roll her eyes at a dude
My flow divine, I got my own shrine, I wrote my lines like I'm zues
I am the prophet of truth, bitch I be running shit
I make a covenant to never be pussy like you
I make the hits like Babe Ruth, they share my puzzlement
When you say you running shit, Please take some time to improve
Stay on my P's and my Q's I keep my bitches in twos
I made some G's off some O's I stick to the code, I am a G when I move
I bust a nut, then gotta go
Yeah, her pussy like a pot of gold
I'm Biggie Smalls with Geronimo
She chopping wood like a logger show
Stop the show, I need some stronger foes
If you step to me let your doctor know
She fuck for free then let her father know
All proud as shit, all my hoes be proud as shit
Don't doubt it bitch, I fucked her once
She walks around with her nose up high, she suck me dry
And let me pound it quick, leave my kids on her couch and dip
Fuck the clout and shit, I'm bout that money like accountants bitch
My team bring that torch like they found a witch like uh
I been really counting checks
I don't really drown in stress
They don't really doubt I'm next
I've been really crowned the best
Never really down for sex
I only come around for head
I'm not really 'llowed to rest
Mamas really proud i flex
Aye
Chis!
I'm serving violence, leave a person unnerved and frighten
Skirt and sliding when I heard the sirens
Leave your teeth on the curb for biting
You sure i'm lying?
Came from the dirt and the mud, yah
Ignore what you heard in the trunk, yah
Get a new bitch on the first of the month
She think she in love from the percs and the drugs
I pull her strings and she wind it back
Pledge of allegiance to the pirate flag
In the muck where you find me at
I was making money 'fore I was writing raps
Heightened senses, time is senseless
Minds enlightened from all the shrooms that I ingested
I like the tension, I slide extensions
They like a death wish, uh
I was hitting plugs on the wifi, uh
Then i started working through the night time, uh
Now my moneys up out of eyesight, uh
Now she wanna fuck in her thigh highs, uh
Fuck what it cost, I come to just floss
I worked like a slave taking no breaks
Just to be made to a boss, I was prevailing the odds, yah
You heard what it was, I'm perfect as fuck
Deserving of love if you're serving the drugs
Sure it's enough, but I need the bitches and love
I'm on some different stuff, I'm hitting the blunt
While she's about to go lick it, and grip it and suck
My life is great, I have it made
The way that you living must suck
Still washing some dishes for funds
I been really counting checks
I don't really drown in stress
They don't really doubt I'm next
I've been really crowned the best
Never really down for sex
I only come around for head
I'm not really 'llowed to rest
Mamas really proud i flex
Mama still proud of the thing that I do
Even if I'm packing the tool
My girls anemic and easily bruise
But, that peach is so nice, I need a bite out that fruit
She's five out of five, she'll hear that line in a tune, she roll her eyes at a dude
My flow divine, I got my own shrine, I wrote my lines like I'm zues
I am the prophet of truth, bitch I be running shit
I make a covenant to never be pussy like you
I make the hits like Babe Ruth, they share my puzzlement
When you say you running shit, Please take some time to improve
Stay on my P's and my Q's I keep my bitches in twos
I made some G's off some O's I stick to the code, I am a G when I move
I bust a nut, then gotta go
Yeah, her pussy like a pot of gold
I'm Biggie Smalls with Geronimo
She chopping wood like a logger show
Stop the show, I need some stronger foes
If you step to me let your doctor know
She fuck for free then let her father know
All proud as shit, all my hoes be proud as shit
Don't doubt it bitch, I fucked her once
She walks around with her nose up high, she suck me dry
And let me pound it quick, leave my kids on her couch and dip
Fuck the clout and shit, I'm bout that money like accountants bitch
My team bring that torch like they found a witch like uh
I been really counting checks
I don't really drown in stress
They don't really doubt I'm next
I've been really crowned the best
Never really down for sex
I only come around for head
I'm not really 'llowed to rest
Mamas really proud i flex
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Writer(s): Devin Jimmy
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