[Verse 1: Earl]
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I need a substance, light a joint before I sleep…
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Whippin' that Beamer proper, tell grandma we eating, I made it
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Nothing much to my ethics
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Bitch, I'm jogging like I already won the election
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Fuck it, shun the protection
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Tunnel vision on a guap stack
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King Cobra perspirating through the brown sack
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Big talk lookin' thinner when it's combat – who really 'bout that?
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Ballin' but gone fishing, I'm bouncing back from a yacht crash
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Still dealing with the whiplash from it
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Uptown, we on Sixth Ave stunting
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Pack luggage for the long trip
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Smell the marijuana on the prom tux
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Big dog, never got up out the yard much
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Quick guard, lil' nigga leave ‘em all stuck
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Hold ‘em hostage then dip and switch the cars up
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They flicking me when I leave the apartment
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Dirty and seeking no polish
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I'm Percy when he was grimy, the Master P is for pocket cash
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I'm depositing, free my people imported
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Needing that feasible mortgage
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Set up shop near the beach, throw the beans in the ocean
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When coppers coming, I'm leaving, I start and lead the commotion
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[Hook: Earl]
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Yacht crash – I've got whiplash
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Yacht crash – I've got whiplash
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Yacht crash – I've got whiplash
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Yacht crash – I've got whiplash
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Yacht crash – whiplash
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[Verse 2: Earl]
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I need a substance, light a joint before I can work correctly
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Know it's deaded, hearses ready, where the vultures headed?
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Smoker's section, copasetic, keep the surface ready
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I think I'm Turko?lu, every purchase was purposeful
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Burn that grass that the serpent inhabit
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Bass jam off the phone while I'm claiming my bagge
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Rest assured I keep the label embarrassed
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Parading in Paris
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Lorraine and Kate had a marriage and I supported it
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Sport the army coat with the ornaments
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Buy and burn a quarter quick
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Wildin' while I order fish
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I'm Scorcese except black and leather pants
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I'm out in minivans like I'm Dan screaming “Kotor made me”
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[Hook: Earl]
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[Verse 3: Riff]
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Circle make a square, you're compared to the average
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Versace water cabbage, hid your daddy in the attic
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Ruby red dragon, my Aladdin station wagon
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My new bitch looks like a Lamborghini in a bikini
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Rap Game “I Dream Of Genie Jeannie” – Versace lasagna
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Get married at the prom, um, I don't want your gal
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She look like an iguana driving a Honda
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Smooth facial features make your…
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Tongue kiss the grim reaper
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You ever have a family member slice your cheek while you're sleeping?
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Tangerine flags, tangerine flags in Baghdad
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Feed your nieces Reeses Pieces while your nephew tie my sneakers
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My shampoo… liquid detergent
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On a desert island, I'm splurging on these virgins
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I found your wife on clearance at Walmart (Walmart)
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I don't shop for car parts
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Park my car on the side of the road by an Aston Martin (Martin)
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In the Versace helicopter, never speaking proper
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Pull up at the doctor's office coughing often
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Pull up in Versace coffins
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I've got diamonds on my earrings
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Cold enough to freeze the North and South polars
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My fans got syrup on their shoulders
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I freeze the fans on your ceiling
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Pita bread pays the cost with stone gloss
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Hide the… in the eel salt
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Riff! Sushi!
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Yacht Lash
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Harry Fraud |