[Intro]
(Mhm, mm)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Young Bach (Mhm)
Johann Sebastian Bach-lava (It's me)
It's me
The hash belongs to me
(Flushing Queens shit) Uh-huh
You already know
(You already know)
You already know
Loopty-loopty
You already know
[Verse 1]
For so many goddamn years (Uh), I've been tryna take off
While motherfuckers hanging from the landing gear (Get off)
Fresh off a mental hiatus (Uh)
Strap your bitch across the pond, a half a pie in her anus (Ooh)
That's while I occupy the spaceship (Damn)
Man, this Moroccan lemon sorbet, I can taste the mint (Mmm)
I laced that shit (Mmm)
Beat the pussy up until it looks like one of Satchel Paige's baseball mitts (Fssh)
This ain't no cakеwalk (Uh)
You'll get a one-way ticket to thе shadow realm (Good night)
The twelfth dimension is where battle shall be held (Uh)
The final prize is to die with pride (Uh)
Until they cover me with gold and stud my diamond eyes (Uh)
Reanimation's not for common guys (Ooh, nope)
And ain't a motherfucker breathin' that's my kind of kind (Nope)
I scribble illegibly on the dotted line (Uh)
All along with a plot in mind (Uh)
Maroon 860s with the cocky eyes (Uh)
Bitches try to say I give off Rocky vibes (Adrian)
The one from Philadelphia (Adrian)
I'm sicker than Tom Hanks in Philadelphia
[Bridge: Action Bronson & Al Martino]
(Love, this is my song) Shit
(Here is a song) Sing it, uh
(A serenade to you) Sing beautifully, mmm
That's a real man right there, that's a man's man
(The world, it cannot be wrong) It's true
(If in this world) Mmm
(There is you) Uh
[Verse 2]
A patch from all thirty NBA teams (All of 'em) on the jean shorts (Uh)
Wore the man who sold me scungilli on the seashore (Uh)
He told me life was a seesaw (Uh)
I just hope I don't end up at Creedmoor (No)
You know, kids, I need like three more (Three)
Fuck 'til I can't see no more (I can't see)
'Til I end up in a senior home (It's me)
[Outro]
Fuck, man
That's all I got
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB
