"A Couple"

Prod. @olderalen Lyrics: A couple lil ya know. A couple lil ya know ya knows. I got no motion like a tepid lake But I'm cold, I'm below leight Big cat, I'm so great Couple tats, a couple on hold, wait Few chains with the gold weight This smoke will get you blown away Streets are hot, I'm staying home today I'm fresh as a Dole grape Slicker than Larenz Tate They like, 'you've been gay' Ay, I'm a mensch, wait My fashion gets a little action Don't knock my passion This beat is a little bit Pacman It's getting real fat man Da na na na na, Batman I'm living in the present not in the past man Balling, put me in the Pac 10 I've been calling, don't leave me on read Spring to fall, I'm all about action And it's Better Call Saul if I'm going back in I'm a king when it comes to rap 100 stacks, should be thumbing that But these fascists got a little pact What you know about that That's a whole lot of @'s Brothers and aunts, undercovers and chants There's a whole lot that couldn't be chance I gotta move like the muthafuckin wind I got moves like a muthafuckin dance I'm smooth like the muthafuckin sand I'm a one man band now man up Step in the club, put ya hands up Young lady pull ya pants up You got a man or something I can tell you dance, you fun and stuff You don't need them jeans for the tummy tuck Lean in the Sprite with a couple cups Bean and a blunt with a couple bumps E and the booms with a couple runts A couple ya know ya knows. Cmon. Oh ya, you betcha I'm a Nordic repper I'm a Northside stepper I got worldwide records Arg, Johnny Depper Big grin like the Cheshire Zzz, don't be a pester I'm a real hot pepper A real high kicker Watch you sister I might just get her And I get her wetter, it might get messy I'm running through these tracks like a marathon I'm tall and I'm fit and I'm very strong You would love me in my hair was long Or if I shared my balls Or if I walked around with a parasol I got the gall and gumption to turn up the function And not give a fuck Dripping and sweating in the club Slipping and sliding and rubbing Bitches keep popping the bubbly Grinding on me in public Am I allowed to touch it Ay, let me get a little bit of loving Quit laughing, what's so funny I got real life money Hop hop, where's my bunnies I heard you took some gummies A couple little funsies And now you're getting hungry