famethemovie - abstract whisk work lyrics
famethemovie:
this what it sound like when a fly n+gga on the way
yo, tommy gun in my tommy jeans
machine gun, swiss cheese ya spleens, moving packs of chicken so i can stuff my pockets with these collard greens
and cheap seats, but the nose bleeds a common thing
they go hit for hit, but this ain’t motown
zombies know the best work come from the streets uptown
this that good, good
wrist hurt from this whisk work
t++th same color as beef stew
venom shots between ya two toes, they called em shots below
pancake mix churn like we some amish
they speed walk into the trap, everything on clearance
he tore his wrist from thе whip, work attract caucasian tourist
flowers sold like i’m a florist
fresh food dеlivered to where ever you cats loaf
absurd, with the vector tucked under the ricky coat
my crew solid, no need for sticky traps
this motivation at a high level
bevel blade kept sharp, collecting money until it’s eye level
respect me dummy, or the pistol meet you, i’ll test you
laying horizontal in the earth eye level
i smash and grab on your life, done right
like a fresh panamac, eleven plus one will carry you, but i never f+ck with twelve
you pour dollars and never can afford sense
horse power tearing you veins up, you finally made the cut
blood on the streets or it’s blood on the leaves, either way you can’t be
foot on their necks my favorite sneaker drop, street money in my favorite sneaker box
i’m a cleaner n+gga, i’m ace
icecapade diamonds, p+ssy n+ggas can’t relate
no problem
i’m the one you pay homage to, movie
mike shoti:
yo, i see my vision through the pyrex, i own a bakery with lots of dough let’s have a pie fest
you get one and you get one, you bring it back, we double em’
now you leaving me a lot richer and you got another one n+gga
that’s the way i’m doing business with ya, listen while i paint this picture
abstract whisk work
wrist moving like a blender
good on the stove like grandma when she made me dinner, n+gga i’m a f+cking winner
everyday pray for forgiveness, i’m a f+cking sinner
how can i not stick up the finger
fame and me bout to go skiing n+gga
it’s almost winter
we playing in that snow, the type of snow that make a n+gga glow
we rock big chains for the show
tryna sn+tch it, no
imma let it blow
that snow in his nose, i don’t really care as long as i get the dough
n+gga that’s fo sho’
shoti
yo, i tryna tell n+ggas man
we out here on vacation n+gga
sh+t feel like aspen, colorado n+gga
i’m on top of that hill with goggles on
balenciaga of course
time to hit them slopes n+gga
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