Lyrics:
and raised our hands
To welcome you to the world
Blue or pink whatta ya think
Surprise , it's gonna be a girl
One plus two equals three
You could say
balm later on that same day
Pulled up Andriene’s phone and said you gon' die today
But when u left
It was the greatest gift u could've gave
Now I feel
worry cuz I know that you the middle man
Ima swirl you no McFlurry talking bout a man-to-man
This shit is simple like its ABC
Got a bad bitch with me
'm cool
(Bitch)
One plus one is two
Tell 'em to chill cause I keep a tool
Trapping all night in the penthouse
Trapping all day when we hop in the Coupe
the tune of the Audio Two
Milk was chillin as I chilled in the back room
Listen to snaps, cuts by Scoob and Scrap
Union Square, to tear up the KRS tracks
Hardest working mother fucker on the salish sea
I'm Laying down the easy vibes like 1-2-3
I'm take all my hits in like Mahamad Ali
So Pin it down and puff
mom taught
Me that with ABC's, nigga one, two, three might just smoke some weed might just get a pint, never
Said that I was like that, never said I was
the jug
I don't chew leaf and I don't chew plug
The sound of a frog on a water lily
Gets drowned by the sound of a Hee-Haw billy
Well you can move
the whole world after me
catastrophe among us, fatal tragedy
Mafiosa, murder one mind
black toaster, low composure
twin Glocks in 2 holsters
we mobb
then there was this one night when i took the time
to examine a napkin in a chicago hotel room
i wasn't alone it was a night after a show
space was
Now I Stay Leanin’
They Asked Me What’s Da Reason
Is You Leaving Or You Leading ?
Nah
I’m Schemin’ With My Demons
Gettin’ Cream By Any Means
up
Remember when
Travel zones were 1, 2, 3, ABC
No barriers, just cards, you hardly ever paid the fee
Video's futuristic
No one knows what's best
You
was easy like ABC, my mind is dripping
We made a deal, yeah
Oh my mind is drippin'
Her rhyme divine time tickin'
How can I define your kind combines
be wearing coats
Instead of autotuning and autocrooning
Repeating everything like its looping habitually
I know there's the circle of life but don't
letter do it better simple as your ABCs
But simplicity with simple think is wasted water down the sink
Understand complexity and you will see the recipe
I
to me
I'll put you in a cage I ain't setting you free
Spitting hot fire like ABC
I put you in yo' place in 1, 2, 3
Taking my time with this rhyme
I
chiefin' Kief like Chicago did
Tone your down your bravado kid, this is not a model gig
Posing by the throttle, fakest rappers hit the lotto big
You snuck
best
See some lady's in the corner ain't been dancing yet
We about to get in
No need to bring a friend
Two step by yourself girl I'm going in
I'm a turn
PT
Business attire like a motherfucking white guy
Shorty is my type
Make her go night night
Bagging the bitches from the rags to riches, I'm not
Two for one deal come and cop it like some sneakers
In palm angels watching palm trees by the Cesar
For bins in a rental truck where's the reader
I want
homie guadalupe
I'm like aye aye aye
You ain't on my level but you still might try
Opportunity be knocking let it fly right by
You ain't had a chance in
should already know that I'm too lazy
To be running around with two ladies
If that's what you've assumed lately
But we should end the hiatus
I think we
(cfter Mike changes his guitar...)
(We'll get back to original compositions by Michael Circus Guy Culhane.)
(“I Wrote It Down”)
My trip and what
face in the hood I ain't talking no Bape
Feel like Kim K started out with a tape
Now I got like two albums and one on the way
Oh by the way
We paving
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