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Lemon Glue (feat. Eddie Kaine)
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Dragonfly, out in the sun (yeah) you know what I mean (is that Greek)
Butterfly, all havin' fun, you know what I mean (yeah, yo')
I don't get the respect I'm owed
But I should make it a spectacle
Shank in ya throat word goat he float to Mexico
I'm eating sturgeon, uncatchable
The tech'll blow, bet my testicles
I shred a vet 'til casket close
Metal medical flows
Your Head of lettuce exposed
I'ma sniper jettison myself in bed with some hoes
It's nuttin' to let that glutton show
I want it all or push the button bro
She have a seat on my face while she cum in droves
My stomach bulge extended clip in her underalls
You know who it is, but who the fuck is y'all?
My biscuit gold no crescent rolls
Approach been unconventional
Made a legend from the decimals
Turned a peasant to a sentinel
I'm still a menace, my pen is worth a pound of fentanyl
I'm pitching black thoughts straight from the mound, Tarik Skubal
I hold the weight of eight, you a cue ball screwball
They said I couldn't shop here, so I built me my own mall
Yeah, look homie, the filth is home
Killer bee, watch you wilt
Watch me tilt the dome
Coffin liner designer, that's how we spill the chrome
How could I get much higher? What's the pinnacle?
Yeah, look homie, the filth is home
Killer bee, watch you wilt
Watch me tilt the dome
Coffin liner designer, that's how we spill the chrome
How could I get much higher? What's the pinnacle?
Ayo, I don't see the flower's dew
I pulled the tide when the moon was blue
I made a lane when the lot was couped
Plated lobster, my table grew
Master chemist, yeah the lab is full
I carry a jewel that's barely in view
My Parable true eating caribou stew
House on the hill incomparable view
I built the walls, made the entrance huge
My biscuit bake, no dinner stoves