Ab 4 Pres

[Intro] Yeah, uh Let's get it [Verse 1] It's the new improved Ab-Soul, ride so low We can kick it till I got toes missing Cold as an eskimo's kitchen, refrigerator hater Buy you out, renovate you later You niggas go up in escrow, I organize the best flow Long-term, long-awaited, y'all niggas all dated Put your career on hold, don't keep the car waitin' Your page blank, man, you like Damon Wayans I hustle day in and day out, so you can make your way out And like multiple colored Jays, you can stay out Still hot-boxed in front of [?] and Jay's house In the midst of public panic, black and hispanics spray out And all black till I fade out, you jerks want beef Talkin' 'bout a top notch steak out Top Dawg Entertainment, more advanced than space shuttle simulation arrangements Thanks for your patience [Chorus] Count down to your reckoning I reckon and you recommend Ab for president, uh Count down to your reckoning I reckon and you recommend Ab for president, uh [Speech] Count down niggas, yeah Let's go, ayo, ok [Verse 2] Pops bled off, now mama made the moves Played the mama and the daddy, so mama make the rules We had to eat, and mama made the food So whatever mama say that's what we shall do But since I was a kid, I been on my own shit That's one hell of a bowel movement, ya dig? I dealt my own cards, they expect me to renege Especially when you 19, and you're writing Bars in your sleep, it's like a pipe dream Sorry mama, I'ma chase them commas Even if it means I gotta face them problems In the end, I can only finish when I begin And if and when that happen, I hope you know how to swim I'll make you float like your long pants showing your skin [Chorus] Count down to your reckoning I reckon and you recommend Ab for president, uh Count down to your reckoning I reckon and you recommend Ab for president, uh [Verse 3] Motion picture shit, somethin' brand new And if you get too close I'll brand you Don't make me budge like talkin' you And you put 'em in a room of lions, call 'em Daniel I don't think your ears fortunate as Daniel's Give 'em a Holy Bible and a candle Yeah, that's just a sample My voice box leave niggas dismantled Get it? My voice box shit, my hands full In this jungle you are just another mammal Hope yo man's got the memo I'll [?] and got plenty damn ammo And y'all niggas ain't handlin' biz But we can get it jumpin' like the mascot on a Kangol Hasta luego, as I rub it in like a facial My shoes so white, my size 8s interracial date till I lay low I say "Hey ho!" like how Jamie Foxx used to call J-Lo Yeah, Ab-Soul the A-hole Tax-free, 100% take home I couldn't take what you make home You couldn't afford to walk your dog on the block I stay on They'll sleep, give 'em somethin' to lay on I'll make 'em lay off like they off till further notice You dead meat, no murder motive Breakin' a commandment, word to Moses, poses And I would roast ya, but that's a waste of heat My lyrics like cookbook, show you many ways to eat [Intermission] Uh, matter of fact, run that countdown back I'm too focused right now, look, yo [Verse 4] Fuck is going on? Alarms going off I guess when God made this bomb he was showin' off Prob'ly detonating your face, your face is blowin' off Do 'em like Shytown leaves, just to blow it off Shytown, off of the rasta ganja Throw 'em in the river 'fore he get a chance to ponder And a panda demise, I remain a monster More crabs in a bucket than there is on pasta And that's not proper, we need more support from each other to prosper Tryna squeeze a gold chip outta copper I go get it, y'all make a mockery of my unsportsmanlike conduct On your own porch laid out where you wind up Give 'em the blues like Lackawanna and Blues I would take it up a notch, but I'm not enthused How can you be in my class? I am not in school [Outro] Yeah, uh, one, two, one, two, three, four Uh, yeah, yeah, niggas know I ride Soul Punchline on a 1s and 2s