I CLEAN UP NICE! (feat. Dustin Parker)
Goddamn, I clean up nice
I'm the one to bring a knife to the gunfight
Died twice and I came back better both times
Not a good idea to walk up to me and mine, Get sliced
Turn a pussy boy to a dike
I'm king to a dunce, You just cheese for the mice
Smoke weed every night, Drop a G in the pipe
I don't fuck free, Get the D for a price, yeah
And I know it's fucked up but I'm fucked up
If you ain't here to talk money, Shut the fuck up
Got a gun tucked under the sofa, Get a cap if I'm woke up
Tell me when the cokes cut
I'm a ghost to hoes from all cultures
Say you rap cold but boy I rap colder
World on my back and the city on my shoulders
Sipping and I'm dozing
Wonder when they're closing?
Let me get another drink before I close it
Check the ID, I'm barely over
Play another game of some poker
Billiards and darts til' we sober
Then we run it back in the morning
Gotta kick us out, We don't leave on our own
I just told the bouncer to leave us alone
Trying not to do coke in the bathroom, That's a bad move but we can't wait til' we home
Well you can have it
Work so hard though, Really I need the magic
Boy I was really down bad, Now I'm up here laughing
Fuck outta here, This that I know you acting
I fall off of the earth they like what happened
Yeah like go on, can't go on
Put a mask on put a show on
Fall on my back, No one to fall on
Need it all bad but don't follow
Like hold on, hold on
Yeah I know it's hard to really go on
Fuck it Ima go in full on like who won't, who won't, who on?
Every time I stand on my own so I'm on my own
Remember what I said, If I'm on then I'm coming home
Sticking to the plan got a drawing, Won't let it show
I still think about how it ends, Lord I don't think that I know
Goddamn, I clean up nice
I'm the one to bring a knife to the gunfight
Died twice and I came back better both times
Not a good idea to walk up to me and mine, Get sliced
Turn a pussy boy to a dike
I'm king to a dunce, You just cheese for the mice
Smoke weed every night, Drop a G in the pipe
I don't fuck free, Get the D for a price, yeah
I been reaching my heights, yeah
Had a light fear hanging with the thieves of the night, yeah
I'm buzzed like G.I. hair
On the roof, Ain't nobody round to tell me how I got here
Hit a move for them, Keep my shoes on
Got a new song, Tell them turn the tune on
Wait for a motherfucker 'fore you do wrong
We just wanna cause ruckus as a group bruh, I'm fucked
I'm the one to bring a knife to the gunfight
Died twice and I came back better both times
Not a good idea to walk up to me and mine, Get sliced
Turn a pussy boy to a dike
I'm king to a dunce, You just cheese for the mice
Smoke weed every night, Drop a G in the pipe
I don't fuck free, Get the D for a price, yeah
And I know it's fucked up but I'm fucked up
If you ain't here to talk money, Shut the fuck up
Got a gun tucked under the sofa, Get a cap if I'm woke up
Tell me when the cokes cut
I'm a ghost to hoes from all cultures
Say you rap cold but boy I rap colder
World on my back and the city on my shoulders
Sipping and I'm dozing
Wonder when they're closing?
Let me get another drink before I close it
Check the ID, I'm barely over
Play another game of some poker
Billiards and darts til' we sober
Then we run it back in the morning
Gotta kick us out, We don't leave on our own
I just told the bouncer to leave us alone
Trying not to do coke in the bathroom, That's a bad move but we can't wait til' we home
Well you can have it
Work so hard though, Really I need the magic
Boy I was really down bad, Now I'm up here laughing
Fuck outta here, This that I know you acting
I fall off of the earth they like what happened
Yeah like go on, can't go on
Put a mask on put a show on
Fall on my back, No one to fall on
Need it all bad but don't follow
Like hold on, hold on
Yeah I know it's hard to really go on
Fuck it Ima go in full on like who won't, who won't, who on?
Every time I stand on my own so I'm on my own
Remember what I said, If I'm on then I'm coming home
Sticking to the plan got a drawing, Won't let it show
I still think about how it ends, Lord I don't think that I know
Goddamn, I clean up nice
I'm the one to bring a knife to the gunfight
Died twice and I came back better both times
Not a good idea to walk up to me and mine, Get sliced
Turn a pussy boy to a dike
I'm king to a dunce, You just cheese for the mice
Smoke weed every night, Drop a G in the pipe
I don't fuck free, Get the D for a price, yeah
I been reaching my heights, yeah
Had a light fear hanging with the thieves of the night, yeah
I'm buzzed like G.I. hair
On the roof, Ain't nobody round to tell me how I got here
Hit a move for them, Keep my shoes on
Got a new song, Tell them turn the tune on
Wait for a motherfucker 'fore you do wrong
We just wanna cause ruckus as a group bruh, I'm fucked
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Writer(s): Jacob Dobbs
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