Absurd (feat. Talibando)

What's the word?

My lil' baby itchin' off them percs

I don't serve, I'm crack a ****'s cars

I'm a nerd, it's absurd

For you to come at me, boy, you a burger

If ****'s pillow talkin', then we lurk

I'm in on my zone

My baby Joe Blow just came home

P on his way to me, he got Wock', I need a fo'

I got my stick 'cause where I go, you won't

Ain't gotta ask for no head 'cause my ho grown

I like juice, I let her get a sip, she like it, too

These **** do the crime just to tell, I'm confused

I'm sick, they snitchin' on my ****'s shoes

You the, you the only **** who I let use my Ruger

These **** know I grind it from the motherfuckin' sewers

Write my shit word for word, shit, I'm thinkin', should I do

I need some dark shit if you want me on your music

Bitch, I had a name way before I made music

Brodie swung the cat, I'm just happy he ain't lose it

You had a little wave, but fell off 'cause you was boostin'

I was on my knuckles, then FedEx got me through it

Lil' bitch ugly with a ass, I can't do it

Get cake, my bankroll, 'cause it's funny when we throw it

Juggin' at my rap, Simmons, I remember we wearin' some moves

I just want some head while you're tryna bust it open

She like when I hit it off them percs, I be focused

What's the word?

My lil' baby itchin' off them percs

I don't serve, I'm crack a ****'s cars

I'm a nerd, it's absurd

For you to come at me, boy, you a burger

If ****'s pillow talkin', then we lurk

I'm in on my zone

My baby Joe Blow just came home

P on his way to me, he got Wock', I need a fo'

I got my stick 'cause where I go, you won't

Ain't gotta ask for no head 'cause my ho grown

What's the deal?

I heard you had a runner on them pills

You got drank? Fuck it, I'll buy it all if that's your seal

This shit real, baby, is you tryna stuff these pills

'Cause if not, I'm gon' throw you out the crib like Uncle Phil

I'm the truth

They think they fuckin' with me, we're the proof

Heard a ****'s think I'm gettin' off, go get us some soup

Ride with them choppers, I ain't gotta call the troops

If it's some problems, put a **** in the soup

At your bitch, swung the cat, she ain't never drove a coupe

They know my name in the ten, the fiends ain't never heard of you

I just left up outta Saks, fifteen hundred on the Gucc'

Let me hit the bag, all star, we get it, get it, Uncle Lou

I was down bad, but the Greyhound got me through it

Runnin' through the bag, I wasn't tryna do no music

**** think they fuckin' with me, then they's stupid

'Bout to upgrade me and my chain, chain, we need a cubist

What's the word?

My lil' baby itchin' off them percs

I don't serve, I'm crack a ****'s cars

I'm a nerd, it's absurd

For you to come at me, boy, you a burger

If ****'s pillow talkin', then we lurk

I'm in on my zone

My baby Joe Blow just came home

P on his way to me, he got Wock', I need a fo'

I got my stick 'cause where I go, you won't

Ain't gotta ask for no head 'cause my ho grown