(Catch Lungs)
I'm back to nature 'cause I had to get fresh
You back to nature like Panda Express,
I can feel ya heart with my hand on your chest
And feel the vibes when I spit like a camera click
And had to flash on an amateur prick
And make 'em throw up 'till the janitor's sick
Or "square up" like Pythagoras' Theory...
My dearie, you can get a clear read
Even from the derriere I still appear pleased
I don't really drink, but let me get you a beer please,
Fear? Please, I can spit brave all in your earpiece
You can hear "ping," when I ping pong
I might gorilla leap, like King Kong
Soon we'll be feelin' the sheets, you know what she's on
Soon we'll feelin the reef, all in the sea lost
You wet, bet I'm longer than the alphabet
Press flex, had to bend you over how I snap a lens

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Got what you need wholesale (wholesale)
Haul my ship into speed full sail (full sail)
On top of my shit like a laxative
My music all around the world now we back again

(Fo Chief)
I can’t live with ‘em,
I can’t live without ‘em,
So undoubtedly I’m scopin’ for talent hourly
And I’m just tryna make sense,
Watchin’ all these sheek bellies tryna get up at the kid
Hit the celly, safe sex, I’m on pause mode,
Shorty I promise I’m not the man that you read about in ya cosmos
I’m a cut different,
I got my own swag,
There’s just somethin’ about me ya man don’t have,
And I gotta be honest, I just gotta say this,
I’ll use the basset hound to catch up to your fragrance
I’ll let ‘em loose,
My style is amazin’, ya better choose,
Or bend the rules or forever lose,
Never knew, my planes flew where the heaven’s loom,
Grab your favorite beverages, we headed to the moon,
You know I stay fly,
Kickin’ game ‘till the daylight

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Got what you need wholesale (wholesale)
Haul my ship into speed full sail (full sail)
On top of my shit like a laxative
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(Kontrast)
You supposed to be diva,
But blows off the cheeba,
A dose of your fever
It just shows that I need ya,
Don’t go for procedure
Just roll with the leisure
Unfold all your dreams of you rolled up in seizures…with ya knees up
(Freeze one time)
Pretty please? I could
(Ease your mind)
Here’s the truth girl, I’m here to make your body rock,
I could show you lies and you could get it from the poppycock,
I got the mega-pixel and the flash waitin’
Fully prone to knock it home and keep ya in the zone
To get ya runnin’ home in a flash waitin’…
Ya friend’s a bitch,
And all your girls are Kum & Go gas stations
So you can stop hatin’, and we can take it there,
Girl I’m not playin’, I’ll even make it fair,
The jokin’ fronts when we finna wild
You and me smokin’ blunts, Willie Clinton style

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Got what you need wholesale (wholesale)
Haul my ship into speed full sail (full sail)
On top of my shit like a laxative
My music all around the world now we back again