Snub Nose

Ayo I'm on my Feta search,
Lettuce works to fled the dread,
My bad influence in padded rooms,
I'm tryin keep my head, your flu spread,
I spin my snub-nose, it's fools gold
This the real piston field, where tombs grow

Yo seeing thru picture frames
Storms drains the lens misty
Monkey bars,
Highland park 30 shots, pints filthy
I flag an uber XL, moon shine the color whisky
Drag me to hell, I woke in the same predicty
Poking holes in Pinocchio's scheme me & queen Barbados
We drink until them vessels break, like when that ocean wave folds
Tsunami shake my vessel
I just keep coastin on; they like how is he successful?
RIPS in the heat they wrestle
I need the pesto, describe him by the tech hold
They MIA forever, me? I'm still trying to let go
My soul off that gecko, stardust splash my payroll
Ayo, I need that whole pie plus the plate hoe
I'm doped up while working the bass, Jose Conseco
My rendezvous vulva Waco, walls like the lake flow
Located where them Jakos will pierce you and politic later
Ya better wear your beretta bet a devil still lay ya
Magnetic hands, a pra-yer
If he's still out there
Still my faith not barely repaired, after 7 years
So if you hear this put ya hands on it
This earth'll make find your grave in hell and dance on it!!

Ayo I'm on my Feta search,
Lettuce works to fled the dread,
My bad influence in padded rooms,
I'm tryin keep my head your flu spread,
I spin my snub-nose, it's fools gold
Yo this the real piston field, where tombs grow

Uh huh, and that's on Wavo mundo
The killer grows whiskers while the moon silvers
He sold pills to the pillars with pilgrims
The hot lead starts to sure villains
I had your bitch into birch street strippin
I hit her off a spritzer in a sprinter on Wilshire
That Palestinian pussy was treasure
I left a bouquet in her dreams while she fly in her dreams
Just know your kung fu when you land and wake up from me
And we could do this right
We can torment the night
Light the fire by the banjo
Hear the melodies of the candles flare
Lady you got that Pamela Grier
And I base my decisions on my instincts dear
And I figured we could start today the Conner Way
Toss up the moment, absorb this
You niggas got that five cent gaunlet
I been painting all afternoon, coloring these corpses
Brushes of blood, whaaaaat

Ayo I'm on my Feta search,
Lettuce works to fled the dread
My bad influence in padded rooms
I'm tryin keep my head your flu spread,
I spin my snub-nose, it's fools gold
This the real piston field, where tombs grow

I'm writing speech off Brightened streets
Heists and Vernor nights, secrete, my nigga the jungle eats
Warp zone, my floor moves, stumble over seas
Audio humble, rollin up trees in my degrees
Skype rings on airbus, interrupting my dreams
The city, it can see a nigga clear from them rusty beams
Wonder clash, we down flask in a ebony jag
It's the land of the lost in my head with every drag
It's the land of the lost in my head with every drag

Ayo I'm on my Feta search,
Lettuce works to fled the dread
My bad influence in padded rooms,
I'm tryin keep my head, your flu spread,
I spin my snub-nose, it's fools gold
Yo this the real piston field, where tombs grow
I'm on my Feta search,
Lettuce works to fled the dread,
My bad influence in padded rooms,
I'm tryin keep my head your flu spread,
I spin my snub-nose, it's fools gold
Yo this the real piston field, where tombs grow
I'm on my Feta search,
Lettuce works to fled the dread,
My bad influence in padded rooms,
I'm tryin keep my head, your flu spread,
I spin my snub-nose, it's fools gold
Yo this the real piston field, where tombs grow



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Cross, Cory Atkins
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link