FOLKLORE

[Intro]

Yeah

Yeah, ta ta, yeah

Yuh, yeah

[Refrain]

Hit the samovar

Go on, simmer down

Couple shots to the crown for all the lost ones

It was painted in these histories we draw from

[Verse]

These reflections, revelations left me awestruck

Like who gon' war for us when it's all done?

I'm at the top floor, leave your head spun

Tryna redefine the sun, yeah that's the one of one

Underlocking key, undernеath the gun

Let's wrap it in the flеsh, wrap it in the leg

Niggas cued a new dialect, don't you bite it, baby

I was trapping maybe, you be capping daily

My mind gone to Jamaica, I'm stone cold crazy

I'm exonerated, the evil couldn't break me

Ripples never phased me, bitch I'm sanctified

I was qualified, stomp it in the overtime

Kick the metal cases, swoop it into overdrive

Niggas hold the line, before they pitfall

There ain't a thing that's impossible, nigga get yours

Seven star crosses, on the scoreboard

I'm at the black gate kickin' folklore

Nigga, smile more

Yeah

[Refrain]

Yah, Hit the samovar

Go on, simmer down

Pour some liquor to the ground for the lost ones

It was painted in the history