Tan Leather

[Intro]

Fuck it, I want no bullshit pullin', man. No bullshit over here, kid. Straight from queens, man. Flushing to be exact. Shit

[Verse 1]

Fuck the light at the end of the tunnel

Cause I'm living for today, trying not to drown in a bottle

Death all around me, drugs seem to numb me

Mental's getting sicker, the Devil's getting comfy

Acupuncture with the smoke like I'm Mason Storm

Legs crossed like a Buddhist, smoking Buddha

Angry tuna, chilling, getting brain from Uma

Used to lose, now everybody kangaroos

Hop off the schnitzel, see me on Kissena

Smoke the marijueena, always been the same guy

Whether balling on a yacht, or hauling from the cops

I'm flooring on the Fox, 'til I'm swelled up in a box

All you gotta do is see me when you see me

I'm burning bitches from the TV like a CD

I'm trynna live the life in 3D

So you could nibble on my pee-pee

We out in Fiji

[Hook]

From having money on my mind to having money in my pocket

Bone marrow roasted

Spread it on the rosemary bread, lightly toasted

Drizzle with the vinaigrette

Stuffed Dutches and it's pulling like a cigarette

[Verse 2]

Until I'm tan skinned, bitches saying that I'm handsome

'Bout to be up on the screen like Ted Danson

Suede loincloth, never fall off

Mr. Wonderful, Paul Orndorff

Leather jacket, knee length

Peace to people getting money in the 80's with the freebase

First time, you get a free taste

That's the start of a career chase, I'm eating cheese plate

Skirt steak shaved straight up off the diaphragm

Muay Thai title fights out in Thailand

I spit the fly shit, accompanied by fly bank

Use the flows that have me diving up in thighs tan

Purple rain, no Prince, summer solstice

Dope body, but her pussy's like an old fish

The antipasti is a cold dish

Yo, I'm focused, catch me out in London speaking Polish

[Hook]