tyler coolidge - stiff-arm lyrics
[verse 1: tyler coolidge]
the only thing that i hate in this world is currency
and maybe cigarettes and violence and other impurities
my street been running crimson and scarlet and burgundy
with my own blood and leaves a trail up to my room inside my home
my forearm is the origin of the stream and always will be
i give too many d-mns away, keeping one might just k!ll me
for real you think i’m fibbing
i wish i was, i’m so giving
especially giving a f-ck
i’m real generous with those
i get curved more than automobile wheels down lombard street
girls always en garde me
cause they’re always up on the fence about something or other
and that hardly describes the wannabe barbies
accurately enough to put you all in our jordan’s
to me the pursuit of a girl has rid itself of importance
don’t tell me where to wear my pants or what i shouldn’t say
my sis is now a thousand miles away
don’t give a d-mn what you have to say
get out my face
get out my face
get out my…
face b-tch
get out my face, des
[verse 2: young des]
not much of a fighting guy
strictly known for lighting pipes to bring the funk
and meet the not so nice side of my high side
you a game boy
tryna connect to wi-fi
your white lies get crossed over in black ink
krink pens and paint cans, we mad deep
my based vans met concrete
i’m based god, yeah gandhi
boxing the booth, i’m walking out like a zombie
i’m choking on arethra but it’s hitting so ashanti
and i might feel alone but know my brothers right behind me
midnight on my timepiece
four hours and twenty minutes homie come and find me
you’ll get a whiff of, whiff of, what we puffing in vip
and we stiff arm, stiff arm, any girl who looking grimy cause
young des, he don’t play no games
i got a girl in every city, i won’t say no names
and i’m sh-tty with pity so i won’t spare you lames
it’s not about the fame so what you doing with that chain
if you ain’t really ’bout it, ’bout it, what you brought to the game
cause you won’t see me pulling triggers
you won’t see me taking…yes
you won’t see me pulling triggers
you won’t see me taking aim
motha
f-cka
[outro]
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