A Thousand Mountains

[Intro]

Chain

Yeah, don't care, yeah

Fuck it

Ayo

[Verse 1]

Still slammin', still 'bout it, still countin'

Feel like the only nigga rap cold as me, André 3000

Bitch, I raised a generation, kicked game on a thousand albums

I should go get me a flute and just disappear in the mountains

Like the black Bruce Wayne, Young Kane, the rabbit man begins

Never late, no expiration date when it's 'bout revenge

I got rich off rappin' 'bout crack and shit, I ain't need the spins

Smackin' shit with two naked actresses, bitch, take off the Skims

When you see 'em, salute 'em or shoot 'em

I'm sick like quarantine, go War Machine once Alchemist loop it

You nigga pupils, all of my students, so tranquilo, escuchen

We slut out the villa in St. Lucia while you scammin' and boostin', fuck nigga

The bitch was popular, followed her

Bought her ice, she a swallower

Matthew Henson, on my mission, heart as cold as Antarctica (Yes)

She don't fuck with Geminis, now all these hoes is astrologists

Janky bitch, I wish that ass and titties came with a doctorate (Yeah)

Or a Masters, or a Bachelors, at least Associates, bitch

Thinkin' with my dick, gotta kick these tricks that I associate with

That's why I been ghosting that bitch

That's why I be ghosting these niggas

Ain't no more postin' tweets, you know how I'm approaching these niggas

Shit don't brack without rabbit, even they fans knew it

They should let me bet on these niggas floppin' on FanDuel (Haha)

Bitch, I built you up, it ain't shit to get you dismantled

I'm five thousand degrees and you pussies can't hold a candle, bitch (Yeah)

[Bridge]

If a man lets another man take care of him

He shouldn't be offended or get upset whenever, whenever he get treated like a bitch

Yeah, yeah, uh

[Verse 2]

So why these niggas get it started with me? (Yeah)

'Bout to put these pussies in a box like that Barbie movie

I fucked up my first few packs of rock, that shit was hardly movin'

Hit a lick, now I switch out my whips like the Saudis do it (Skrrt, skrrt)

Uh, ridin' in my bucket, park the Benzi

Bitch, I'll buy your mama house and put her out like DJ Envy

Angela Yee to Charlamagne, gee, y'all got some names on y'all

It's Mr. Platinum, Ghost rabbit, I put frames on walls

I put frames on Vogues, blowin' change on hoes

Saw your ashy-ass stones and kept it plain rose gold (Yeah)

Nigga claim they movin' weight, I know they name can't hold

Starin' down my barrel 'fore the devil claim your soul, fuck nigga

I treat this shit like Mortal Kombat, two hundred to get your moms back

Don't call polices, bitch, or we gon' flip and send her thumbs back (Yeah)

Mexico made a mill and I ain't have to ship a crumb back (Yeah)

Shit ain't fun when rabbit got the gun, ho, where the funds at?

Raised my generation, kicked game on a thousand albums

I should go get me a flute and just disappear in the mountains

Tell the truth, I got the youth in the booth, I found the Fountain

Nigga been rappin' like twenty years, I can go for another thousand or stop (Uh, yeah)

Seven grams left, I should go for another thousand

I'm an East Gary nigga, food stamps and public housing

I should go get me a flute and just disappear in the mountains, ya bitch