Lyrics

[Verse 1] Six feet down 'til your flesh is mycelium The demand for my brand stands higher than helium Bred a germ just so I could sell the medicine healin' 'em I'm the sickest motherfucker born before the millennium All the things I want? You better bet that I'm stealin' 'em See the future when I'm flippin' over cards and revealin' 'em I don't hang out with your crew because I'm not really feelin' 'em And if you're lookin' for the cubes, you know I'm wheelin' and dealin' 'em, dude [Verse 2] Can you feel it? You're in deep shit Drowning cesspit, and if you climb out it'll suck you back in Let it feed you, I'll succeed you 'Cause I need to hustle daily just to keep my eyes open [Verse 3] La palabra inglés de "ventana" es "window" El pato de goma es muy súper lindo Estoy comiendo una hamburguesa Ay, mis llaves están sobre la mesa? Yo no voy la escuela o puta trabajó Prefiero explotar en un sangre vaho No me importa lo que diga mi mamá Gano más dinero que Barack Obama [Verse 4] I got the mandate of heaven, my soul is eleven I'm sharp enough to split a grown man into seven I'm Pom Pom Purin, I'll get that pussy purrin' The doctor found DMT in my urine I'm playing Hasee Bounce on your mom's computer I'm lifting up her tail like a razor scooter You can have her back, I already do'ed her Played her out like a first person shooter [Verse 2] Can you feel it? You're in deep shit Drowning cesspit, and if you climb out it'll suck you back in Let it feed you, I'll succeed you 'Cause I need to hustle daily just to keep my eyes open