Custard Spoon

[verse 1]

Yeah, that pissin’ in your elevator

Magic (magic!), don’t force it

The right touch make it pull out

The fit like a glove

The feel be like school’s out

For flicks it's ice grills

All smiles at the shootout

Manning the grill with OGs at the Lo cookout

Only steamin' the veggies

Loud and corny the new clout

Sometimes I miss Reggie

When 'no cap' was 'no doubt'

Yo, RIP Reggie yo (over y'all [?])

Shoutouts like stop frontin'

[verse 2]

The vibes is too scammy

The yams too candy

I'm never on the lam

I'm just the lamb through Mary

And God bless the Child I got my own

Not obliged to kiss goodbye

I'm never out my zone

It's still as-salamu alaykums and shabbat shaloms

But if it's been too long a while

Don't dial my phone, man (C'mon, dog)

It's been like 3 years, dog (Text me first, at least)

Fuck is you doin'? C'mon

[verse 3]

Your whole team need a v-steam

I roll my own then throw a bone to the Pekingese

Rolled over from seeing cream as a sweet dream

Rolled out the sweet his robe draggin' over like Swee'Pea

Bon appetite!

Suis generis his rap sheet clean

That and his sheets clean

Mac like Pimp C

Had him on CC

See like that just happens so easily

It's a wrap (oh)

Or that was the theory, man (that was the theory)

(I don't know now)

[verse 4]

Heed science don't try to creep or be quiet (damn)

Could've been pulled receipts on these would-be weed clients

I only ain't call you custy 'cuz you was in need

Don't try to front like you wasn't crusty when steam wasn't supplyin'

Some dusted off the skis cut keys connivin'

If they wasn't lockin' up the seeds we'd be compliant, man

The way y'all doin' that shit be—

You gotta keep it

Black market forever (forever, dog)

Forever!

Fuck outta here!

It's—what you think I want...

Get my shit from, I want trees from the ops now? (Is you dumb?)

Crazy