My Ones (feat. Bhadhandz)
We were friends a long time ago
Laughin', rappin', chasin' girls
Obeying no laws
Basketball days and high nights
Unable to remember yesterday
Glam, got a Golota a long ladder dondada
Hemorrhage from beverage leverage a shot growler a howler
You Rottweiler masala to follow Hookahs to Afghanistan
Like Taliban bazookas by Azucar's its mucus
They swallow and hollow wallow more shallow
Than Apollo or Rallo In a Walmart mall cart
My ballpark hallmark Paul Blart fall narc you call art all dark
Burly apes with early dates at pearly gates
Cuz of girly shapes whose histories are mysteries squirrely baits
Atrophies to dystrophies shirley napes entangled, dangled mangled, strangled
Like Ebola for Riccola but or viola
Angled, bravado chitter chatter Mavado jibber jabber
Like vado get a gat or avocado pitter patter
Subordinates coordinates instantaneous and miscellaneous
As Pennsylvania's mausoleum a coliseum human is Truman
In solace can Wallace see em Looming for grooming
Tons of funds
For sons of guns
My Ones
Is what I stay on
Tons of funds
For sons of guns
My ones
Is what I stay on
Tons of funds
For sons of guns
My Ones
Is what I stay on
Tons of funds
For sons of guns
My wands
Is what I stay on
To clarify its where and why if ya spare a guy
Murderer or burglar let's verify perjurer they further my stanza
Bonanza extravaganza Danza these are fans of Panzer bosses
Nauseous pedestrian, cautious no question from losses equestrian
Croquet with a bouquet can okay an urge to merge and purge a scourge
On the verge of a treacherous surge with impetuous courage
Like a bantam tantrum ya ransom handsome the phantom anthem
For mumbo jumbo is a sambo combo now you're gumbo dumbo
Like Kirby his obstruction Furby or Herbie in a destruction derby
If wordy is nerdy the memorial editorial in the journal for your colonel a urinal that's oriole
Tons of funds
For sons of guns
My Ones
Is what I stay on
Tons of funds
For sons of guns
My ones
Is what I stay on
Tons of funds
For sons of guns
My Ones
Is what I stay on
Tons of funds
For sons of guns
My ones
Is what I stay on
Laughin', rappin', chasin' girls
Obeying no laws
Basketball days and high nights
Unable to remember yesterday
Glam, got a Golota a long ladder dondada
Hemorrhage from beverage leverage a shot growler a howler
You Rottweiler masala to follow Hookahs to Afghanistan
Like Taliban bazookas by Azucar's its mucus
They swallow and hollow wallow more shallow
Than Apollo or Rallo In a Walmart mall cart
My ballpark hallmark Paul Blart fall narc you call art all dark
Burly apes with early dates at pearly gates
Cuz of girly shapes whose histories are mysteries squirrely baits
Atrophies to dystrophies shirley napes entangled, dangled mangled, strangled
Like Ebola for Riccola but or viola
Angled, bravado chitter chatter Mavado jibber jabber
Like vado get a gat or avocado pitter patter
Subordinates coordinates instantaneous and miscellaneous
As Pennsylvania's mausoleum a coliseum human is Truman
In solace can Wallace see em Looming for grooming
Tons of funds
For sons of guns
My Ones
Is what I stay on
Tons of funds
For sons of guns
My ones
Is what I stay on
Tons of funds
For sons of guns
My Ones
Is what I stay on
Tons of funds
For sons of guns
My wands
Is what I stay on
To clarify its where and why if ya spare a guy
Murderer or burglar let's verify perjurer they further my stanza
Bonanza extravaganza Danza these are fans of Panzer bosses
Nauseous pedestrian, cautious no question from losses equestrian
Croquet with a bouquet can okay an urge to merge and purge a scourge
On the verge of a treacherous surge with impetuous courage
Like a bantam tantrum ya ransom handsome the phantom anthem
For mumbo jumbo is a sambo combo now you're gumbo dumbo
Like Kirby his obstruction Furby or Herbie in a destruction derby
If wordy is nerdy the memorial editorial in the journal for your colonel a urinal that's oriole
Tons of funds
For sons of guns
My Ones
Is what I stay on
Tons of funds
For sons of guns
My ones
Is what I stay on
Tons of funds
For sons of guns
My Ones
Is what I stay on
Tons of funds
For sons of guns
My ones
Is what I stay on
Credits
Writer(s): Judah Robinson
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