wilcon - do you understand? lyrics
do you understand? lyrics
[intro]
we’ll get there bro
i don’t know, i got faith in all my boys
that like, whatever we do
it’s gonna get done
like i can see it, i don’t know
[verse 1]
hair greasy
stomach queasy
eggsh+lls
over easy
walking on
try and beat me
stalking off
you can’t reach me
i am stubborn as a mule
n0body can save me
smoking on the strong
feeling free like a safety
i got the ashes on the shelf
because my doggy dead
everything is nothing
above my neck there is a zombie head
your sports car is cherry red
my subaru is commie red
filthy sh+t, filthy mitts
dry my hands on romney’s head
oh lord, politics
time to, stop this sh+t
tick tock, tock and tick
bomb drop, watch it hit
no george washington
execution botching it
ain’t no time for flowers
because ain’t no time to stop for sh+t
no mishaps
left new york, no kristaps
imma cause a mismatch
sh+t bricks at the kickback
like, like
who is that?
n0body there
don’t move
n0body dare
imma hit the electric slide
on my way to the electric chair
aw, first off let me finish this
your sh+t is diminishing
start my life in jersey
i’m from new york, was in michigan?
d+mn right
never going down and if i do
it’s with a d+mn fight
mississippi
kissin’ pretty biddies
on the runway
i been out so long
i think it’s been like seven sundays
maybe i will make it back home
by next monday
gotta feed the fam
or the one that i’ll have one day
that’s a raw bar
like i’m rapping with no rubber on
f+ckin’ on the covers song
tryna get the paper long
i inhale the vapors, aw
i exhale the vapors, aw
whipping in the drop bumping wilcon
this her favorite song
talkin’ bout
disrespecting
shoes on bed b+tch
converse hanging
from your neck b+tch
i am from
my own collective
thoughts and dreams
inside my head sh+t
who’s in charge?
the king is dead
the queen is dead
i re+present
the ones that bring a coup d’etat
from right under the bleachers, yeah
that’s schoolyard
house with a pool in the back
that’s a cool yard
splashing with the kids in the water
drip too hard
roll up in the royce like i’m prince
that’s two rs
i’m joking in the present
but real with my future new car
screaming hallelujah
when i get right up to ya
pull up for the win, sink the shot
like booyah!
your girl a five+five like pouya
i hope you understand that i can rap
man, do you?
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