Onomik E

Yep. Yep. Yep. Yep. Yep. Uh. Yep. Look, I want all my exes to have complexes 'bout how they could be living big like complexes. Long nights, long tabs in the spot sixes. In the day clothes that look prettier than they Prime dresses. Adjacently it's safe to say I want It all. No way they deflating me, so basically I gotta ball. Leave her then she want me Back, feeling like the prodigal Son. Look, K you the one, duck these lyrics 'til you prove it. You ain't ducking shit but Still talk Donald Duck stupid. Yeah I'm with my troop kid bumping George Lewis. Put you in your shell and then you fell Off, yeah, we Koopa Kooping. Removing you frame by frame to grain improving. Made it hard to focus even though you ain't Moving. Get the picture? Talking cheese for so long, wonder when you'll get The picture. Get it man. We ain't miss ya. Look, K I'm going hard Weak 'til I'm going hard with it. Like Keon give us a hit, wanna get high All week. Okay. So I put 'em high up In the trees, right? Palm Beach. Do. Know how many trees I'm clutching in my Right palm, b? Homie, I be chilling with my locos, locos. Tell all my niggas repping, feeling like Nikodo. With the understanding that my winning is total. Tell that competition they in the way of the Photo, kimono. Yo, can you, can you please get the fuck Out of the way? Like, no, no, no, you don't see what's happening? No, get the fuck... Yeah. No. No. Listen here, man.