Mellow

[Verse 1] And you bitchin' Who you gonna be when the dick split? You get it? Forget it I'm tired of you bitches Depending on some fool just to stack up all your riches Come and get it, for real I should start my own church I'll rhyme until I die, so I can preach on how this works [Verse 2] My blood is molten lava My hair is made of gold I ascended up from Hell And now your new flow looking old You can turn a blind eye and fill your brain with propaganda But the kids are watching porn and popping Molly to enhance ‘er Enhance ‘er, enhance ‘er Tits and ass, exotic dancer Drunken men with sloppy smiles Parasitic like a cancer while the ladies sip mimosas Oh, so posh and popping tags I'll get hammered, puke my brains out In that brand new Fendi bags [Interlude] "I know your momma and your papa raised ya better!" [Verse 3] So I'll chill here and sit snacking Lucky Charms cereal Take my gummy vitamins and puff on that ethereal I swear it's real, I can't be still I fidget like a toddler A bad motherfucker Sorry Luke, I am your father [Outro] (Molten lava) (Made of gold) (Molten lava) (Made of gold)