Folklore

Let's get it goin', nigga, we can rock and roll I tell you don't test a nigga when he's low (When he's low) And this is folklore, the dagger with the cloak I'm in the boardroom, just speakin' with the coach They're sleepin' on me, hit 'em in their throats (Throats) She spent the weekend with me, made a Sunday roast I'm a decent host, she want tea and toast (Sheesh) That pussy TNT it's dope, she just seein' growth She ain't leaving (Ah!) How do I take this pain away? I was locked up with Jones, didn't know what to say that day Carry on, think I'm playing, tell 'em about this game I play Look at this one-to-one shit, what can I say, it's tailor-made (Ah) Fed up of spooky faces, you can fake it You just livin' your life real lazy, you gotta be jokin' Look, he's trippin' over his laces I'm like LeBron, it's like I'm reppin' the L.A. Lakers Like Joseph, the son of Jacob Come a little closer, so you can see me close Kissed a couple frogs, but she won't see me croak ATL with drip, bulletproof with Ops We got three brownings, it's giving me En Vogue You speakin' on me? (Ah) These niggas is ghosts, leakin' information Your niggas give me loads Checkin' out my coat, all you see is Dolce I'm with Getts and Kano, all you see is GOATs I think this weekend gon' be (Ah) They replicas, that's iCopy That's my little Spanish ting Jump out, she's like "Hi Papi" (Jeez) I could never trust her, she can't even lie properly But she's so fuckin' sexy, she's gon' get this- (She's gon' get this-) Cuzzy got dem trees, he ain't meanin oak We been eatin' lobster, we ain't seein' oats Do it for my block niggas, they ain't seein' assoc I'm looking for dem billions, we ain't seein trolls I got that sweeter toffee (Ah)