It’s A Art (316)

It's a art

I woke up early on my born day and

When I cop some Newports switch them into... (cough, cough)

Wrote this when I smoked my first blunt

Me and friend just drunk a cup of wine for lunch

And I told him imma go in like my pops did nine months before this day

Pause

I get this bitch bumping like a fish fry

And your bitch saying Danny Brown is so fly

Stuck it in her apple like American Pie

Thought I was doing makeup how I put it round her eye

But that's neither here nor there, do these niggas even listen when I'm all over the snare? No

They don't like my voice on the internet, but what the fuck you think we having, nigga, phone sex?

Fag ass I'll put you in a chokehold and

Run as fast as I can and jump in the air till my hair

Forms the shape of a cape and slam you right on your face

Play with me if you want to, used to be in BK (Brooklyn)

With travelling Bantus and ya'll niggas Gonzo porn

Clowns getting fucked, my flow got that fresh off the bud night smell

Up all night like Dave Atell writing shit

And I bet you can tell that this nigga been through it

From a concentration camp but ain't nobody jewish

Tryna find the underground railroad open door flow line sort of like a billboard

Paid for a room sweet 3/16/81 was out the womb with a purpose that you're gonna see soon

CHECK!

Fresher than some baby powder shining like some baby oil

Pill before that dope shit that's what the fuck you pay me for, for

Cause nigga this that D-fitted rap

So if you don't get it go and cop another cap

This that Detroit home grown

So don't confuse me with that Detroit home grown

I want another zone, motherfucker, I'm a hybrid

So you know the price a little higher, used to watch McGyver

Catching context two mommies smoking joints in the back

Whoever thought her son had a flow so crack

Oh so piff

Oh so gifted so blessed bars leave niggas uplifted