(Verse 1: Dave)
I’m just fuckin’ around thought I’d throw this down, Yeah
I put the beat on loop
Kick back and write a verse
Scratch the pencil on the paper tryna fit my thoughts to words
And verbs curb my urge to spit faster
Grab a pizza from down the street hit up my dudes after
Steppin’ out Nat’s looking’ at the next chapter
I got way more time than money so that’s the motive
I get at your older bitch
Tell her it’s the new kid screwin’ around
I don’t try I do it for sound love when the crowd gets down at the shows around town
Cause flows get out of style
After a while I put out an album for free
Cause when I’m live people see the real me
(Chorus)
Comin’ from the basement call me a liar
Tell um at the place that they gota catch up
We’re rollin’ up the trees lookin’ out for the fire
Winter summer spring get your shoes laced up
(Verse 2: Carter)
The root of our music induces the fuming of nuggets
I’m right above it, with flubber indulging in buckets of green
I can tell cut the scene outta my movie
Fibbin, then shiffin my hoop D, kiss good but real toothy
Tame but I gotta see if she wanna get busy with my flow better yet I’ll get number livin it under duckin a hundred thunder bolts
Frivolous wandering under dogs , remember the pogs?
Shakin saws then shakin paws unzippin the rim of the feminine enema
End of the leather path some of the regular sets and reps assemble a center of assassins, summer’ll be passin I’ll just be laughing
Smokin the grass n sippin from brass
I’ll fuck with that shit