Two Brains
I'm setting the pace I'm speading the floor
Like Caris Lavert
Goddamn
She bust it open two ways
Oh that woman too wave
Chronic burning slow
Got me thinking I got Two Brains
Post up at the Bar on a Monday
Sipping Dusse
Heater in the car
And it's knocking off your toupe
She lick on my stones
Pull up for broke
She pulling me close in the back of the Rolls
Beating it up
Four on the Floor
Ride me til the fucking morn
They say that sleep is death's cousin
Keep the Adderall coming
Sweeter than a chocolate muffin
Craters got these hoes bugging
Kado give them hoes nothing
My time cost some fucking money
Mai Tais when I'm out the country
Side eyes when they see me coming
The Porsche
Carreras
Park that bitch hotel in Paris
Oh
You mad?
My girl look like she Anna Faris
I know that you so embarrassed
Keep a bad on she the rarest
Smoking propane on the terrace
VVS is two full carats
Copy me just like a parrot
But you look just like a ferret
Check the clock its high noon
And I'm the motherfucking sheriff
I'm setting the pace I'm spreading the floor
Like Caris Lavert
When I'm in the car
I open the door
She looking the gourmet desert
Baby need some toppings
Put some frosting on that cake
No Stimmy got you shaking
I can tell you prolly scraping
YOU'RE POOR
Nobody kill a beat like Kado
Just like zombies up in Kino
Look at the guns my homie toating
Diamonds ice like they floating
You caught in 4K like Kinkos
I used to go to your parties
And come back home with like three hoes
And still I'm smoking like Marley
Only con mis amigos
If you wanted the beef
I could bring you the Fritos
If you wanted the leaf
I could bring you bout three O's
Matter fact
You get clapped
If you talking to me though
Make it clap
Smack her ass
Her pussy balder than chemo
Yes sir
Make it purr
Got her screaming red alert
Fuck that bitch in a condo suite
Benzo with the bucket seats
Beverly Hills where I trick or treat
No pics I don't fuck with Tweets
She bust it open two ways
Oh that woman too wave
Chronic burning slow
Got me thinking I got Two Brains
Post up at the Bar on a Monday
Sipping Dusse
Heater in the car
And it's knocking off your toupe
Like Caris Lavert
Goddamn
She bust it open two ways
Oh that woman too wave
Chronic burning slow
Got me thinking I got Two Brains
Post up at the Bar on a Monday
Sipping Dusse
Heater in the car
And it's knocking off your toupe
She lick on my stones
Pull up for broke
She pulling me close in the back of the Rolls
Beating it up
Four on the Floor
Ride me til the fucking morn
They say that sleep is death's cousin
Keep the Adderall coming
Sweeter than a chocolate muffin
Craters got these hoes bugging
Kado give them hoes nothing
My time cost some fucking money
Mai Tais when I'm out the country
Side eyes when they see me coming
The Porsche
Carreras
Park that bitch hotel in Paris
Oh
You mad?
My girl look like she Anna Faris
I know that you so embarrassed
Keep a bad on she the rarest
Smoking propane on the terrace
VVS is two full carats
Copy me just like a parrot
But you look just like a ferret
Check the clock its high noon
And I'm the motherfucking sheriff
I'm setting the pace I'm spreading the floor
Like Caris Lavert
When I'm in the car
I open the door
She looking the gourmet desert
Baby need some toppings
Put some frosting on that cake
No Stimmy got you shaking
I can tell you prolly scraping
YOU'RE POOR
Nobody kill a beat like Kado
Just like zombies up in Kino
Look at the guns my homie toating
Diamonds ice like they floating
You caught in 4K like Kinkos
I used to go to your parties
And come back home with like three hoes
And still I'm smoking like Marley
Only con mis amigos
If you wanted the beef
I could bring you the Fritos
If you wanted the leaf
I could bring you bout three O's
Matter fact
You get clapped
If you talking to me though
Make it clap
Smack her ass
Her pussy balder than chemo
Yes sir
Make it purr
Got her screaming red alert
Fuck that bitch in a condo suite
Benzo with the bucket seats
Beverly Hills where I trick or treat
No pics I don't fuck with Tweets
She bust it open two ways
Oh that woman too wave
Chronic burning slow
Got me thinking I got Two Brains
Post up at the Bar on a Monday
Sipping Dusse
Heater in the car
And it's knocking off your toupe
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Writer(s): Kennedy Parker
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