Ten toes, Ten Toes
My monks don't fold
Nirvana the goal
Super Buddhist Bros
Yes I'm a Buddhist, but f*ck with my homies, that namaste shit flying right out the window
Dicing you niggas like craps and we slice with precision like samurai, Rest In Peace Kimbo
Shots at yo cranium, bullets got you going low like you playing a hard game of limbo
Keep my circle tight, it's never new faces cuz niggas and bitches switch up like Nintendo
Bringing the Ruckus like Wu Tang
Bolt to Nirvana like Usain
Flow never store-bought, it's Homemade
Shit can get hairy like Rogaine
One snap of my finger it's End Game
All you gone hear is a Big Bang
Never lose shit, bro I go gain
Comin to get'cha like Boogeyman
Ten toes, Ten Toes
My monks don't fold
Nirvana the goal
Super Buddhist Bros.
Living the Suite life just like Zack & Cody
And f*ck all the phoneys
Was never the Homies
But wanna link up when they see all the Goldie and Rollie's
At the start of it man, you was a goalie
What the f*ck?! You not a vrodie!
Get the f*ck back before I get unholy!
Ten toes, Ten Toes
My monks don't fold
Nirvana the goal
Super Buddhist Bros
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Ten toes, Ten Toes
My monks don't fold
Nirvana the goal
Super Buddhist Bros
Yes I'm a Buddhist, but f*ck with my homies, that namaste shit flying right out the window
Dicing you niggas like craps and we slice with precision like samurai, Rest In Peace Kimbo
Shots at yo cranium, bullets got you going low like you playing a hard game of limbo
Keep my circle tight, it's never new faces cuz niggas and bitches switch up like Nintendo
Bringing the Ruckus like Wu Tang
Bolt to Nirvana like Usain
Flow never store-bought, it's Homemade
Shit can get hairy like Rogaine
One snap of my finger it's End Game
All you gone hear is a Big Bang
Never lose shit, bro I go gain
Comin to get'cha like Boogeyman
Ten toes, Ten Toes
My monks don't fold
Nirvana the goal
Super Buddhist Bros.
Living the Suite life just like Zack & Cody
And f*ck all the phoneys
Was never the Homies
But wanna link up when they see all the Goldie and Rollie's
At the start of it man, you was a goalie
What the f*ck?! You not a vrodie!
Get the f*ck back before I get unholy!
Ten toes, Ten Toes
My monks don't fold
Nirvana the goal
Super Buddhist Bros
My monks don't fold
Nirvana the goal
Super Buddhist Bros
Yes I'm a Buddhist, but f*ck with my homies, that namaste shit flying right out the window
Dicing you niggas like craps and we slice with precision like samurai, Rest In Peace Kimbo
Shots at yo cranium, bullets got you going low like you playing a hard game of limbo
Keep my circle tight, it's never new faces cuz niggas and bitches switch up like Nintendo
Bringing the Ruckus like Wu Tang
Bolt to Nirvana like Usain
Flow never store-bought, it's Homemade
Shit can get hairy like Rogaine
One snap of my finger it's End Game
All you gone hear is a Big Bang
Never lose shit, bro I go gain
Comin to get'cha like Boogeyman
Ten toes, Ten Toes
My monks don't fold
Nirvana the goal
Super Buddhist Bros.
Living the Suite life just like Zack & Cody
And f*ck all the phoneys
Was never the Homies
But wanna link up when they see all the Goldie and Rollie's
At the start of it man, you was a goalie
What the f*ck?! You not a vrodie!
Get the f*ck back before I get unholy!
Ten toes, Ten Toes
My monks don't fold
Nirvana the goal
Super Buddhist Bros
Writer: Brandon Russell
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