Speakeasy (feat. Cap'n Cooked)
Tr1ple Double
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Ain't no middle man Bitch ain't never gave a damn It's that heartless shit Till' shit hits the fan Mafia ties little Italy Go to dinner then No injuries reserved for a simple man Aim it at his temple With roscoe in the john Plans plain in simple He be looking like the Fonz Dope in cigarillos Fiends saying it's the bomb It's Don Donatello Rapping on this song Tommy gunning with his typewriter Faster than the tie fighter Bullet spraying haywire Damsel distressing outliers Triple threatened weapon He on death row It's lethal injection You know how this story goes He's been acting reckless Day and night Everyday he's feeling restless So Tommy died from Donny he's a mark On his checklist Getting loose on the spot Let me make this shit clear We running money up this year In that Audi I disappear Big ol' belt buckle in a Boat look like a buccaneer Pussy pulled up on me And I got to speeding Supercharger in that Audi And it sound like a demon Foot to the pedal When I'm in my feelings Purple I'm pouring codeine Got me snoring Why'd you do it Cause class was boring All the signs I ignored it Got a fast car it's a foreign And a bad broad Heartwarming Yeah I gotta house But that shit ain home Rather face it alone I don't grip the chrome Winning my battles with your Bitch in my phone Love was all I wanted But you weren't gonna cut it Stupid bitch gave me nothin but Heartbreak like a concussion So I turned around And made internal combustion Fire flying inside me This new girl enlightened me Now I just smile When you drive by me So I said f*ck it That's the end of discussion Boys let's get to bussing Where the hoes at Where are my bros at Speakeasy through the phone We got wiretapped Where the hoes at Where are my bros at Speakeasy through the phone We got wiretapped Overweight from shakes and soda Demi goddesses love gawking Eye my bloated belly button Shredded german dominatrix Wants to lock me in a dungeon Seductive hussy hangers on Basehead quickie dug her fishnets Serotonin fiend for nectar Drank alluring syrup substance Neon colored sludge injected Infesting muddy gutter skin Shutting down my vascular Leave me looking like a patient Strawberry candy pooling Back got barnacles and larva Pupa living out my retinas Struggling parasites take solace Underneath decaying bodies Fruitful nutrient rich flesh An aphrodisiac for nymphos Wistful bimbo nibbles ears Fulcrum come in fully yoated Improv-ing on the spot codes Improve through year long study sessions Where the hoes at Where are my bros at Speakeasy through the phone We got wiretapped Where the hoes at Where are my bros at Speakeasy through the phone We got wiretapped
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Written by: Hayden Cameron, Hunter Cameron, Malcolm Bryant, Presley Larson
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