lirik lagu rey morado - hibachi
need a medic, copacetic
plug told me this that guillotine, leave you beheaded
all my sh~t be fye, heard otherwise then f~ck who said it
got her stuck on me, f~ck one time, d~ck magnetic
all them n~ggas grew they dreads, chopped em for aesthetic
lil n~gga yo big homie, shawty, you pathetic
i ain’t seen none of my enemies, but sh~t ain’t deaded
i’ma take it to the grave, hope that’s where they headed
this n~gga trippin, i ain’t had a clearer thought than that
my brain fuzzy, no chia pet, i’ma call you back
or maybe not, i just be geeked, i ain’t fallin’ back
i need my sp~ce, i be astronaut, lift off the pack
i can’t even turn down no liquor, i be burnin’ up
no wicked man, evel knievel on wicker man
but too cool, be imitation of ceiling fan
how you hate a n~gga, but you been a fan, stop playin
n~ggas used to jugg, think we done had cochran
got away scotch free, could give a f~ck bout they feelings
they ain’t gon’ stop me
don’t need no backup in public
i’m feelin’ five deep, a demon inside me
if riddle chop this gon’ be fire, chef hibachi
i got a problem, i be stressed out, just suck me proper
i came from up out of that country town, was duckin coppers
lockin’ n~ggas up for roaches, cause they were petty boppers
switch the topic, lil’ shawty get high as mary poppins
i stack deposit, tweak my planning for another saga
i’m bad with faces, ain’t hollywood, i don’t know n0body
sh~t, i remember when my phone line was dry as h~ll
no penny for your thoughts, my celly now a wishing well
i guess i made a splash
i been jonah in water, can he make it back
now please show me opponent, i’ma break it bad
i don’t respect you, n~gga, i’m takin’ what you had
i can barely take it, i couldn’t escape the path
no filters, they smoke and mirror built, seen you fake the bag
i grip my chips,call me champion, ain’t no layin’ back
i’m deadass, why i feel like they playin in that
the pack hit a n~gga like, where all my ailments at
i can’t mix it with n~ggas, follow my trail in the back
and n~ggas want your b~tch and wish that you fail in fact
you fail in tact, i’ma need zelle in stat
if riddle chop this gon’ be fire, chef hibachi
i got a problem, i be stressed out, just suck me proper
i came from up out of that country town, was duckin coppers
lockin’ n~ggas up for roaches, cause they were petty boppers
if riddle chop this gon’ be fire, chef hibachi
i got a problem, i be stressed out, just suck me proper
i came from up out of that country town, was duckin coppers
lockin’ n~ggas up for roaches, cause they were petty boppers
switch the topic, no character, most you n~ggas hoes
drew conclusions, way you jump to em, shoe in for mario
ballin’ like kobe outta tub until my body cold
at the door, bangin’ on that sh~t, sunday to sabado
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