Bulk and Skull (feat. Beezus & Danny Victor)
Laugh a lot
Niggas love to hate
I laugh a lot
That's your baby mama
I'm Lancelot
Eating at the table
Don't it hit the spot
Yea I'm on a wave better cop a yacht
Off that Dutch I'm an astronaut
She give me knowledge
I'm Asher Roth
Let's keep honest
My style the hottest
My squad look so flawless
Need banz and a wallet
Niggas be flexing they fashion
But can't even walk how they talk it
Niggas be dancing for dollars
But claim that they balling still sucking
They tit from they mama
Yea I spit proper those
Private school dollars had
Caused me some problems
I'm laughing regardless
I dot my I's its the work of an artist
My killing joke leave them dearly departed
Ice on your chain
Bet my flames could melt it
Know i got pearls like that
Crab or shellfish
Boy you ain't rapping
You should find a new niche
Give me the track bet you'll have a few hits
Jokes on you
Jokes on you
Hoe I'm off the wall
Bet the yokes on you
So much coke but
Ain't no dope in you
Can't stand you niggas
Hope the ropes on you
Ha Ha
Lancelot your girl in my pants a lot
Bet when I start counting banz
Her only fans get canceled huh?
Ha Ha
They was hating cuz i found the answers huh
Now they swaying to my cadence
Where's my payment run it now
Niggas love to hate
I laugh a lot
That's your baby mama
I'm Lancelot
Eating at the table
Don't it hit the spot
Yea I'm on a wave better cop a yacht
Off that Dutch I'm an astronaut
She give me knowledge
I'm Asher Roth
Let's keep honest
My style the hottest
My squad look so flawless
Need banz and a wallet
Niggas be flexing they fashion
But can't even walk how they talk it
Niggas be dancing for dollars
But claim that they balling still sucking
They tit from they mama
Yea I spit proper those
Private school dollars had
Caused me some problems
I'm laughing regardless
I dot my I's its the work of an artist
My killing joke leave them dearly departed
Ice on your chain
Bet my flames could melt it
Know i got pearls like that
Crab or shellfish
Boy you ain't rapping
You should find a new niche
Give me the track bet you'll have a few hits
Jokes on you
Jokes on you
Hoe I'm off the wall
Bet the yokes on you
So much coke but
Ain't no dope in you
Can't stand you niggas
Hope the ropes on you
Ha Ha
Lancelot your girl in my pants a lot
Bet when I start counting banz
Her only fans get canceled huh?
Ha Ha
They was hating cuz i found the answers huh
Now they swaying to my cadence
Where's my payment run it now
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Writer(s): Justin Martin
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