Van Gogh’s Left Ear

Lyrics

[Intro] (Now connected to ZelooperZ) [Verse] How sweet the sound when a brush touch a canvas I gotta live, baby, I can't be famished I'm just tryna get to my residuals, estatic Old school telephone, baby gotta patch me in Morse code bitch, bee-bee-beep, bee-bee-bee-beep me Baby, I'ma make you cum, you can come come skeet on me I don't know the rule of thumb, my fingerprint bring me cheese Nigga play with mine, I make him tote and drum down the street Gotta keep it real with you, I mean: If I say that shit one time, will not repeat Swear these hoes likе parrots, they be mockin' me Mom's young jock bitchеs wanna ride with me Birdman, pelican, bitches flock to me Shh! Close the curtains, commence surgery Burst up in the bitch like volcanoes in Hawaii I'm livin' out my dreams, these bitches thinkin' I'm sightseein' Kill the beat, get locked up, they ain't gon' write for me She like, "You talk so smooth, why you rap so violently?" Get in the groove, bitch, you might end up likin' me Wear her in my [?], now she smiling like Trident Old school nigga, you can find me where a fossil is With the lobster is, where the mobster is, you where [?] is Last year, bitch didn't have shit to her name Now her ass fat, helium is the one to blame Niggas goofy on the 'gram, that's the cost of the fame Head enthusiast, she look a boss in the face What the Peruvian, see it in his face Big can hit the dope like I sprayed 'em with some ACE Came in with an Asian bitch, like Cradle 2 The Grave Call up bitch, my name is Z, but I ain't abbreviate it Went on a hike, now a nigga feel rejuvenated Seen where he come from, you would've say you never hate it Come from the Everglades with the pine she was shaded Bad bitch text me "Hey," but I ain't text her back for days Got home, text her back, she like "Where the fuck you been?" Told that bitch I was workin', she start trippin', can't fuck with the bitch again Wonder where my mind went, I think I shipped the wrong paintin' Clientele know I smoke good 'cause that bitch stankin' I ain't aching, I'm a grade A nigga, where yo' rank is? Alright, I pull out the shank, tell me where the plank is Caribbean, [?] I'm so high I feel like patient, can't feel ligaments War on one, goin' out like "Who else leavin'?" Bitch just wanted the head, she so misleadin' Uh, she don't want me, fuck Bitch wanna hit the head, well, I'm in good luck