Lyrics:
poisonous
I don't trust none of them boys they soy as fuck
Loud making noise, they avoiding us
We just enjoying some oysters
Might rob a bank it's a heist
I
years gone to a cage, is all you hear in music today
If the world's my oyster then my minds the bank I'm trynna open up the safe
I don't rap like them
like they was bees
There's honey in the honeycomb
There's sugar in the cane
There's oysters in a real oyster stew
And bubbles in sweet Champagne
Give a man a fish he can put it in fish tank
Give that man an oyster and he expects a pearl
Give a man a gun and he can rob a big bank
But give that
like they was bees
There's honey in the honeycomb
There's sugar in the cane
There's oysters in a real oyster stew
And bubbles in sweet Champagne
On the thorns
And this rain is a-raining hard
This sky's gonna beckon Mariah
To match my soul
Rain in the river
Rain in the river
Rain on the river banks
Lexy Lexy he said he like sexy Lexy
I might mess with him if his bank account flexy,
They can't test me, I ain't stressing
All these bitches don't
On the thorns
And this rain is a-raining hard
This sky's gonna beckon Mariah
To match my soul
Rain in the river
Rain in the river
Rain on the river banks
that up I got dank hands
I put the weight in slimes then mix the dope with dank plans
Don't do oyster I'm hopping in cab
Want to know where I'm
Find me in a oyster shell
Sleeping in the blue
Someplace in the ocean
Sensing gentle mist on your cheek
Her silence covers me softly
All across
east and west of the Rio Grande.
Well he started with a bank in Colorado
in the pocket of his vest, a Colt he hid
and his age and his size
took
East and west of the Rio Grande.
Well he started with a bank in Colorado
In the pocket of his vest, a Colt he hid
And his age and his size
Took
like "You doin fo' months!"
Flexin the Rolex oyster perpetual, thirty-five diamonds
Across the face, still eatin out foam cups and paper plates
We
and West of the Rio Grande
Well he started with a bank in Colorado
In the pocket of his vest, a Colt he hid
And his age and his size took the teller by
like "You doin fo' months!"
Flexin the Rolex oyster perpetual, thirty-five diamonds
Across the face, still eatin out foam cups and paper plates
We
Throw me off the bank into the deep
And you look down into the blue
Below I know it's you, you're swimming down here too
Traveled distances,
and west of the Rio Grande
Well, he started with a bank in Colorado
In the pocket of his vest, a Colt he hid
And his age and his size
Took the teller by
see that now
Hindsight is 20/20
You know I'm balling all 2020
Check my bank account I got plenty money yeah
I got a bad little snow bunny and she don't
It was a tall young oysterman lived by the river-side,
His shop was just upon the bank, his boat was on the tide;
The daughter of a fisherman, that
to represent me
I feel the cash flow bank roll like honey from bees
Financial freedom orchestrated
To be broke is outdated
Abundance educated
Debt slavery
rip to bank roll
Never catch me lackin out in public cuz i keep a flame on me
Case a nigga try to run down had to leave a nigga stank oysters
Just
bitch with no class that look classy
Call up my Bank hoes to bank roll a deposit, no Gucci on wallet, but snakes in yo pocket
I kill for my brodies, you
my head up high
Gravity a bitch so the lows come plenty
Anxious for acclaim but bank account empty
Dangled in my face but the fame won't tempt me
Tell
calamari
Order some oysters don't want me no mussels
I'm Tryna flip these lil rhymes like I'm buster
Crack the bank like I crack me a cluster
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