Lyrics
She sit in my shotgun like the barrel, bow
Your girl is fare, mine is feral, bow
I can't take off work but I can take off your apparel
I'm Ebeneezer splooge and my life's a Christmas carol
She want me to show my true colors until I'm caught red-handed (ooh)
Still your thunder then I steal your women i'm a top 10 bandit (errr)
Labels got you boys doing splits
Jean-Claude Van Damme shit (damn, shit)
Token wear so many hats
I probably gave all them dandruff (damn, shit!)
Had me cumming in a second, that's a second-coming
Almost thought the lord was crucified
More money, more problems - I bet when my door is suicide
I'll be adoring suicide
Backpack on my bro's back for his safety
It's like a oxygen tank on guys who's scuba dive
VIP list I put all my dawgs down, call it euthanize
VIP list, I put all my dawgs down, like my doggy got a tumor
Target always on me, let's find the shooter
Barking up the wrong tree, I get him neutered
Bargaining my watch-fee, I'm like a jeweler
Bar got me on shot 3, it's like the booster
Far from being all clean, but I'm a booser
Parties got my dawg geeking like a tutor
I did you dirty but you did me dirty first
Now we're even (yup yup yup yup)
Meant to be cuz she's possessive
And I'm possessed by a demon (yup yup yup yup)
I won't ask you bout your past
If you agree to not ask me about our future (okay)
I break her back
That means I put the breaks on her back
Like my childhood scooter (okay)
I don't got a group I got one homie
I'm the shooter, and my bro's the alleyooper
If I die I'm gonna put my coupe in his name
Now he feel like Bradley cooper
She so undeniable I came from Massachusetts
But the masses choose her
She's supposed to be the famous one
I'm just a dork who's good with words
According to the nerds
Im bored with human's earth
Let's tour the universe
My storage unit's worse
Than hoarder boomers were
I'm more elusive than
The lord and Lucifer
I'm more reclusive than
The dorky students were
The whores are foolish but my boys are stupider
She's more abusive but I'm sort of used to her
The corner unit's got the porch I'm moving for
The more the move, it's like the more I'm doing dirt
I make global tsunami out of a rain drop
Put that halo in back of him like a GameStop
Show up after the site I feel like a dot com
I give a autograph to the cop instead of a finger print
I give a body-cast to the bitch, amount i be hitting it
Prolly won't follow back, but I will follow haters in the crib
Don't read a almanac, I decide when the bitch is sprinkling
Feel like a laundry mat, cuz I take her out after finishing
I put you on the map, I can take you off it indefinite
Token the autocrat, I'm the king and the fucking president
I don't like talking back, i don't care what the new perspective is
Dad had a heart attack, only time that his heart was relevant
Flow like a water tap but I'm dirty, flint
Token will always be in the pocket, lint
I don't like she wearing the cheetah print
I'm the animal in the relationship
I'm the animal that they wanna come on a ride on
Never living right, so I know I'm gonna die wrong
Token a tempur pedic, I'm who they wanna lie on
Pack a potential impossible to put a price on
I'm not good at networking that's why I don't like to chat much
Congrats on that big feature, how much did you pay for that one?
Why would I go outside when I'm already lost without moving?
Rap game ebineezer don't come to me with that joyful bullshit
All that's left in this world that I live for is rap
And one night stand role play
My friend got so used me saying ima kill myself, he respond like okay
Writer(s): Ben Goldberg
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