Loosie

Lyrics
[Intro]: I got some good shit to tell you tonight, brothers and sisters [Verse 1: Danny Brown] Hotter than a barbeque at Satan's place, these bitches masturbatin' to my mixtape I cum hard like seamen made cement leavin' feces trails on drum kits cause I'm the shit Pissin' on your paragraph, parallel to ferris wheel Make your bitch pussy a blowhole, she doin' well Jelling Harvard bitches skyping while they study, now I'm in their dorm rooms, ass fatter in person Bustin' down rap bitches, bustin' down loosies Now a nigga grown, got Nia Longs in jacuzzis And Kelly Kapowskis, spittin' Romanowskis, sniffin' coke in hotel rooms off the room key Penthouse suites, swisher sweets, [?] ice buckets, no towel under the door like fuck it Luxurious living, plus this bitch is fucking, she's playing Danny Brown and two words will [?] Heart colder than heel from a polar bear, shade bear snow storm walking up a glacier stair Now let me make myself clear cause you can't see me You ain't fuckin' with me period, you menstruating- And ever since I walked out of them greens and out them county doors, I've been living the dream which is a Penny and a nightmare, chronic in my Nike Airs Been nice with the mic since spillin' rice on my high chair [Hook: Black Milk] So what we got right here? Stop right here Block right here, you is what we not like Catch him in the spotlight, yeah [Verse 2: Danny Brown] Now you all slaves to my sixteens Animal shit, heart racing off the dopamine Morphine metaphors make you do the shoulder lean Smoked a young dro, this grandaddy with promethazine Curing cotton mouth, inside my head's a haunted house And every time I close my eyes, another rapper make it out Used to make out with runaways in crack houses Now I run away from making out with brick houses Cause if I fucked every bitch I wanted to My dick would nut smoke, you can catch a contact too Reefer I roll up smelling like sneakers from a reacher Aerobics class, hour straight no breathin' Fresh like Easter, Thanksgiving eatin' Smoking Christmas trees and these bitches trick or treatin' I treat 'em like Halloween candy, that's why your favorite rapper's favorite rapper probably stan me [Hook: Black Milk] So what we got right here? Stop right here Block right here, you is what we not like Catch him in the spotlight, yeah
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Credits
- Writers
- Black Milk
- Danny Brown