FOLKLORE

[Intro] Yeah Yeah, ta ta, yeah Yuh, yeah [Refrain] Hit the samovar Go on, simmer down Couple shots to the crown for all the lost ones It was painted in these histories we draw from [Verse] These reflections, revelations left me awestruck Like who gon' war for us when it's all done? I'm at the top floor, leave your head spun Tryna redefine the sun, yeah that's the one of one Underlocking key, undernеath the gun Let's wrap it in the flеsh, wrap it in the leg Niggas cued a new dialect, don't you bite it, baby I was trapping maybe, you be capping daily My mind gone to Jamaica, I'm stone cold crazy I'm exonerated, the evil couldn't break me Ripples never phased me, bitch I'm sanctified I was qualified, stomp it in the overtime Kick the metal cases, swoop it into overdrive Niggas hold the line, before they pitfall There ain't a thing that's impossible, nigga get yours Seven star crosses, on the scoreboard I'm at the black gate kickin' folklore Nigga, smile more Yeah [Refrain] Yah, Hit the samovar Go on, simmer down Pour some liquor to the ground for the lost ones It was painted in the history