Crazy Horse
A Couple legends said the boy was psycho
Pourin dreams since a zygote
Thousand fire emojis rise my Fico
Make your spinal spiral
I been smorgasbord lifting this fork just like a hi-lo
I saw lightning spell my name, said I was pyro
Gorgonzola pourin on my Eiffel
Chandeliers dancing on my ceiling, Rich as Lionel
You gotta smoke this off some foil and let that shit drip on the vinyl
I got the clipper with me, I don't mean Kennard
Fuck is a dozen stems? Don't deny me my rose garden
I'm still starting but retire my number
It don't make me, no less hall of fame because you slumbered
I been dumpin' this way since K had that '91 sunbird
Still its the GOAT that only some heard (Herd)
I cured the peyote cookie, made your lungs burn
I hung stop sign jewelry on my brother's Urn
Considered puttin' a flock of eagle talons in the doctors sternum
It was just something in my spirit burning
How I rose up out those ashes silver surfin over verses
Belichicks they record my plays and then rehearse it
I Pull out shootin strays, cuttin two birds up on my Persian
If I kill all my demons, what's my angel's purpose?
Cilantro stuffed in hemp, my angles higher learning
MDX in that advance package tickled her cervix
Sippin spirits at a funeral ironic burdens
Marshals came to scoop Salute, we needed Thurston
Growing durban poison flora burstin'
All The while, their eyes were watching Bronze, Zora Hurston
Pourin dreams since a zygote
Thousand fire emojis rise my Fico
Make your spinal spiral
I been smorgasbord lifting this fork just like a hi-lo
I saw lightning spell my name, said I was pyro
Gorgonzola pourin on my Eiffel
Chandeliers dancing on my ceiling, Rich as Lionel
You gotta smoke this off some foil and let that shit drip on the vinyl
I got the clipper with me, I don't mean Kennard
Fuck is a dozen stems? Don't deny me my rose garden
I'm still starting but retire my number
It don't make me, no less hall of fame because you slumbered
I been dumpin' this way since K had that '91 sunbird
Still its the GOAT that only some heard (Herd)
I cured the peyote cookie, made your lungs burn
I hung stop sign jewelry on my brother's Urn
Considered puttin' a flock of eagle talons in the doctors sternum
It was just something in my spirit burning
How I rose up out those ashes silver surfin over verses
Belichicks they record my plays and then rehearse it
I Pull out shootin strays, cuttin two birds up on my Persian
If I kill all my demons, what's my angel's purpose?
Cilantro stuffed in hemp, my angles higher learning
MDX in that advance package tickled her cervix
Sippin spirits at a funeral ironic burdens
Marshals came to scoop Salute, we needed Thurston
Growing durban poison flora burstin'
All The while, their eyes were watching Bronze, Zora Hurston
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Writer(s): Rahkeim Meyer, Justin Cross
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