Surf & Turf E

Check it out Con-con-conductor Yeah, Kon, you know I got you My brother for real This family right here, yeah Like a Vietnam vet, I'm still tryna get my Dick wet I'ma get high, yeah, let her suck Me like Skip said That might went over your Head Drinkin' Downies, no Sudafed, Dressed in red No valentine, but funk love instead Foolish bred, the type that come in off of What we said Rapper shit, I was still young When I was brackin', kid The Lexo, bubble eye Edition, had that bitch on fig Reminisce to Smokey While I smoke on Bigs In my bed like P's, this the life I live Talk it 'cause I lived it like Blood, this the life I Live Made it out of pimpin', some still in It Shit, I dodged a bid, fuck is this? My fee a hundred thousand since I dropped with Wiz Holy Water, Bangkok sippin', I retired this Worldwide worthy, Got 'em singin' like they from the set Dead Prez Vol. 2 CD in my rag bands Never Hung with hookers for the look unless she lookin' Rich Now look at this, the AP plain Jane, The Presi look gold as piss I'ma keep goin' Niggas don't feel the power in your voice It Don't come off brochure, I'm a West boy, 2L Rider Gonzales real funkster Oh, He from Canada Indian too and make you still Wonder How he stack better than Blood Bitch, I'm a real soldier Wars with the cross towns, Wake up Serve a opp like a cup of Folgers If B-Ru mama don't know you, Then I don't know you Four-deuce, hoppin' out of Bentleys, but it's Beirut Stay true, I don't switch up, bitch, I stay on Roll Down the windows, do you got Grey Poupon? Doodoo stain you like ketchup, the white we wet Up Ayo, they straight mobbin' The boys around my Way, they goblins Buck machine, I'm the apex monster You writin' sixteens? I'm like J. K. Rowling It's four-hundred-eighty-eight Page novel It may not even take eight hours We drink half and leave the rest on the Table Shit, we waste eight bottles, My fate way larger I stay plugged in like The PlayStation console And if any dismay may follow, we spray throttle I nicknamed the Ye lotto, I ripped it out The plastic Know some dudes in Cali that'll rip You out your jacket Shootings and two possessions of Pistols on my jacket The shit I'm on is Classic, see, they need me on they records I'm Assistin' all they magic, bitch, I'm Scott Skiles The AP band croaked out I see a bunch Of lil' mes that want my spot now, that's My style Opened up a lane and you hot Now I'm in the trenches holdin' choppers made in Moscow Yeah, we was generous to these degenerates They keep pretendin' it's love so they can reap The benefits get you touched in any city, Boy, my reach is limitless A bunch of goons Come and breach your premises, nigga Machine, Bitch Uh, three man weave with the mean stitch I remember bitches hustlin', sellin' clean piss I'm Forced to ball alone 'cause half my team dipped Feelin' like Ace Boogie, I need Mitch He still A nigga, he tryna insurance up a lean lick These days, bitches too friendly, I need a mean Bitch One had to witnessed it all but still Ain't seen shit or heard nothin' How you do Bids and still ain't learn nothin'? All I know is fast money, that's how I Learned to budget Red light slippin', can't believe It's not butter Hit his gut, then his chin Like the Stone Cold Stunner Uh, Gucci North Face Puffer, easy to tuck it I told you, I feel like Ace Boogie, don't call me lucky I was made for it Yeah, I'm on bunk, Might throw the shades on They slept on me, Nightmares, that's where I came from Shootin' out The Eddie Bauer Explorer All my shooters who ain't Dead or locked, we 'bout to hit tour Uh, Came a long way from bottlin' pours Never did Neosporin, yeah, I'm proud of my scars Look, Blame Kansas, yeah, I'm proud of my dogs Hit Demons like Petco, uh, proud my dogs, Kill Profit enlarged, I'm a chemist, I turn powder To hard Kept it scandalous through the war like I'm Oliver North Slide with a torch, If niggas green, we robbin' the source Already on My next lick, ain't no time to remorse Ayy, What's brackin', five politics, Illuminati don't get Sacrificed Switch on the back of the stick, Yeah, that's rapid fire About my chili and chicken, I'm big trippin' S-corps and LLCs is big business, Yeah I'm an icon, jumpin' out a drop down Top me off this shit, get lockjaw Then she Gettin' dropped off, Louis Tom Ford Countin' pounds Out in London, I'm a top boy This lifestyle, Gotta be willin' to die for Ayy, Man Ragin' against the machine with assistance from The machine Del Amo, aimin' at your enamel, Say cheese Imagine the Bible recited by the Elohim Then wake up and say hello to me Different Gold Camo, same shit, smell the potpourri Nah mean? The best thing since sliced bread, Save a loaf for me And two fish, who is you, bitch? Jesus wept and doves cry, say it with hubris Lego my ego, I do it for the people Drop a ice cube in my glass half full Then squabble with Deebo, I'm not what you need, Bro I'm stompin' with the mob against evil Applyin' Knowledge off the top of the noggin Then scribe It in Hebrew Somebody stop me, I let the Mask off I'm gettin' too cocky Lil' mama beside Me is gettin' way too sloppy I'm finna take Her to Nassau County Drop a bounty on her, Then mash off Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt Howdy doo, Ho I can't even drive, I'll still slide on you Though From here to your turf, From Earth to Pluto With the superfluous service, I deserve a kudos But fuck all this verbiage As long as you know That I know what you know, the sentiment is Mutual The dude you know who's Quick to drop A stack on your cap like we playin' Jenga And I'm wack Don't be hard-headed, protect your neck, Solo