lirik lagu dav1d lover - toolate
[hook]
pick off the pr-ck talkers
st-tched to the stench of my shirt
miracle believing with pig launchers
pinned the ponders to my posture to pander for words
n-ggas bottle the b-ttle finna snack em like a piñata
n-ggas who never write for sh-t, i smack the pen out ya
steady walking around blood, like some crip walkers
[verse]
the new problem to n-ggas
n-ggas making choices, like the option is wit them
never suited for it, but been tied to the business
i decided if i find till i’m in it
n-ggas think the kid never listens, but been with it since the system engine
n-gga thinks he loots the business but moves with a couple crews he rented
truly pinched in but stays asleep where the drool is crept in
doobie meshed in with the tool he flexed with but muscle spazzed so now he lose the restless
flew the best in: tgm. the foolish fools get checked fueled up, food steppin, moving p-wns before you poke your chest in
n-ggas before me, but move in two’s, so you know they od
______ codeine hiding, mom rooming my room for clues she sighted, to know what’s happening on me
n-ggas be g-ssed up from the trees, stay gettin oxy
generally a g*nius that’s why the b-tch needs the genitals
on my third, man, i never rest
pedal to metal on the pedal stool
tell me who you’re petting to
n-ggas put the tests to you, but the pluses don’t mean it’s best for you
chef your food
n-ggas p-ss washing, crip walking
with blood stains, not wanting directions shot till the clips launching
tip talking got more slaps then rich kids but with wrists longer
fl!cks conquer, dig farther, the dirt’s rinsed harder
new n-gga, with sins sitting in, got god to fl!ck it off
new pinch in my pocket, but still sleeping in the c-ckpit
waiting to blast off, but these comments crowding my sp-ce
starting to cool down but these caps getting popped past laced
drink it up. y’all too late
yeah, n-gga, i put the “rap” in rapture
you’d p-ss your 35. to god to pop the captured pastor
preach the curse words in the verses then give a sermon after
cross out the puppets then send metal to the masters
metallica!!!!
(that’s it!)
[hook]
pick off the pr-ck talkers
st-tched to the stench of my shirt
miracle believing with pig launchers
pinned the ponders to my posture to pander for words
n-ggas bottle the b-ttle finna snack em like a piñata
n-ggas who never write for sh-t, i smack the pen out ya
steady walking around blood, like some crip walkers
[outro]
“they’re really beautiful, they’re like outta the bible”
“yeah, they are”
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