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coconut wolf - chop suey feat krizz kaliko lyrics

verse 1: krizz kaliko

i could do it
do it quick and in front of your mans
while he living it up, what he saying
double it up, they ain’t giving up bucks and they playing
cover it up so you can’t see the puppets
is getting pumped with the supplements
he pulled up in the truck and he ran
hands is cuffed, but pay for nip and a tuck in your band
and if it’s really up
that means it’s the truth in the booth when i’m saying
clear as bluetooth on blueface’s boo too
if my shoelaces up, that means i’m two paces from you too
(can’t slow down, no!)
cause if he do then he don’t catch up with the rest of em
he flexing and he extra and n0body sitting next to him
and he don’t pick the phone up and n0body send a text to him
he oddly godly, think god’ll be proud of me
do or die to the bottom and kaliko be the lottery
yeah, he got him a spot and thought i would rot in poverty
to the top, they be gobbling what i got inside of me
no they cizz+ant compizzare
they p+ss ants, it ain’t fair
to dizzance on thizzare chizzizzance to play fair
they play me like a bald head, i ain’t got no hizzair
don’t tell me to go to h+ll ’cause a +++++ literally live there
now which b+st+rd got the nerve to pick the mic up
and pipe up and try to get his likes up
now who faster? you better never try to do me
ima chop chop suey you with wyshmaster
verse 2: coconut wolf

out to strongarm the game and armstrong some planes
spit barnburner flames, pyrography in their frames
until it bumps like scar tissue and kicks hard and spits tooth
the big bad wolf got enough saliva to fill spittoon
and it shine more sheen than a platoon
all systems go and the red lights i ran through
the way they’re stalking me, i’m in demand dude
while they can you like camp food
i got cosigns and dollar signs off mic checks
keeping up with me wears the nike treads
been running circles around them like duck duck goose
and if you ain’t feeling it then ++++ ++++ you
off with their head, i got a fever and the record needle’s the inoculate
when i wanna cannibalize em like dahmer flesh
let me know if i’m problem yet
you best stay straight like your posture’s correct
’cause i’m not impressed unless you’re coming with nas’ tech
i’m more blunt than a rasta dread
and haters ain’t who kids want to collude with
rappers in blue tints get choked to a blue tint
and that’s clockwork like kubrick when i come with the doom wit
to get girls to lube cl+ts after saying she’s a ride or die rude b+tch
despite being in shotgun c+cking the boomstick
even if it sounds cartoonish as an mm…food skit
i know the recipe to get a bad b+tch that looks like a babish snack
’cause i’m a five star general with that insignia on the cadillac
to remind rappers that they’re sacrificial lambs for the dagger slash
i have no idea how you made the transition dressing like that but dragging drag
radio djs never put in work, they blew callers to get the callused hands
i’ll leave em neckless like a talisman
if they don’t hit me quick like jabbing hands
y’all got me stressed over pockets paid and crossed over profits saved
acting like i don’t make clean cuts like a barber fade
but i’m thorough as a harvard page
i style on em and attract bar babes from barbados
with bodies slamming like starcade
’cause my moxy’s mean they probably need oxyclean
after i leave their carpet stained
party time, excellent like when garth plays
but you don’t want none of what’s out the guitar case
i regicide kings, guard the gates
before it gets biblical and i take it back to the dark age
outro: coconut wolf

the litmus is the lit’s a must
burning bridges with a cigar blazed
stomping lemonheads until they’re a marmalade
footchoppers stay under harbor waves
with buoys as unmarked graves
next time you’ll be relevant’s a carbon date
’cause coke’s a timebomb and the new king is crowned
so kneel and kiss the ring now

don’t lose me over chop suey
i surge a virus through these
ranks and tank you little clowns
chopper got the aerials to bring your system down
don’t lose me over chop suey
i surge a virus through these
ranks and tank you little clowns
chopper got the aerials to bring your system down

bring your system down

wake up!

- coconut wolf lyrics

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