[Intro – Joba]
Pretty sure I’m maniacal, but what do I know?
I don’t know, all I know is what I see through my monocle
That and the telescope, keep one lens on the money flow
The other’s gold and complemental trusty world, well
I’m rolling down hills in a suit through the mud
Throw my dress shoes in a fire with the woods
Sit back and relax with the fumes of
Everything I hate in the world
Play Mozart, smoke my cigar on-
My estate, keep the cars parked on the front lawn
In a safe place, duct taped underneath their tires
And I wait
[Verse 1 – Dom McLennon]
Sun sets to blood Moon horizons
Left brain and right brain divide him
Set frames and watch plays inside them
In the mountains, now’s where you’ll find him
I smell a breeze in the morning
I feel your presence, it’s warming
I paid attention to warnings
But we were too caught up and transforming
[Hook/Chorus – Kevin Abstract]
Ghetto in here, flash it
Oo them boys stay nasty
Floating like Aladdin
D–n girl was you talking to me?
Ghetto in here, flash it
Oo them boys stay nasty
Floating like Aladdin
D–n girl was you talking to me?
Ghetto in here, flash it
Oo them boys stay nasty
Floating like Aladdin
D–n girl was you talking to me?
Ghetto in here, flash it
Oo them boys stay nasty
Floating like Aladdin
D–n girl was you talking to me?
[Verse 2 – Matt Champion]
Lucky days, I’m feeling (?)
Your boy is dusty like brush up a fossil
Hear that s–t uurk like the noise of a possum
B—h I’m a king, I was born in the castle
Built like a boxer, I’m ready to tussle
F–k come on baby, I’m ready to bust one
Come f–k with me and my dogs
Hate on my a-s like it lost, uh
That boy stay light like a cheerleader, um
She want me filled like a two litre, um
Eat it all day, watch it ricochet off
Then I skirt off on that Michelin
They don’t got nothing on me till I pop
They don’t got nothing on me, call the cops
I hit that run like a Heisman boy
Look at that boy hear that running back
[Verse 3 – Merlyn Wood]
Shout out to salsa from San Marcos
I got addicted to soft shell tacos
Right now its panties and ramen noodles
Now I see how I’m gon’ make a shooter
Stamina, stamina?
I used to be holding the camera
Head through the gla**, throw your window up
Start praying to me like my handle Cortana
We like Wu-Tang but I feel like Santana
She’s light skin just like she Hannah Montana
That was clean, Tony Fantano
Met my wife, she can’t eat ’cause she’s so bella
Confused erection
Bad hoes, no name, brand slave, brainless
[Hook/Chorus – Kevin Abstract]
Ghetto in here, flash it
Oo them boys stay nasty
Floating like Aladdin
D–n girl was you talking to me?
Ghetto in here, flash it
Oo them boys stay nasty
Floating like Aladdin
D–n girl was you talking to me?
Ghetto in here, flash it
Oo them boys stay nasty
Floating like Aladdin
D–n girl was you talking to me?
Ghetto in here, flash it
Oo them boys stay nasty
Floating like Aladdin
D–n girl was you talking to me?