We keepin' the grass cut low so we peep the snakes
Fleein the jakes
Creepin' with precision
Make no mistake
You entered into a new era of destruction
Once you started fraudin', actin tough
Now you get your skull crushed in
My lungs are lined with the finest strains
Dripped in designer things
Acquired from keepin' the line of sight the same
A couple of L's on the sheet but that time was then
Hardened skin
These bullets bounce off me and stick in them
There's nothing you can do like sleep paralysis
Just come and take your meds
Box of doaptruck phallus'
Cuz' you fake ass dudes is f*ckin' gay
Rook and friends are here to stay
Clear the board the Kings are now in play
Yo, pay attention
DOAPTRUCK - there ain't no going broke
We making classics
Counting faces, dead
And we blowin' smoke
Up
Constrictor flower
O$KR YOLA
Served him out the window
Heard your mans was desperate
Started sniffin' soda
Nose leakin'
And he drippin
Trippin over
Dosin'
Stumbling over words
Like where you get your dope
I mean you get your flow at
Roger Rabbit
With the coke stash
Slangin swords Like Alexander Great
Bitch, I'm a Nomad
No competition
Shit with no man
You might be flakey
I'm the snowman
Ted Bundy with the romance
Wine & Rhyme
Bitch, I don't hold hands
You feelin' sick
Go get your Zofran
Pack delivered
With the quickness
By Malone the Post man
Steady mixin' up them serums
Ones that have you wishin'
You was fly as us
And had them bitches
Don't forget it
It's GOLVIN on the stitching
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O$KR/r00k - The Biscuit Lyrics
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We keepin' the grass cut low so we peep the snakes
Fleein the jakes
Creepin' with precision
Make no mistake
You entered into a new era of destruction
Once you started fraudin', actin tough
Now you get your skull crushed in
My lungs are lined with the finest strains
Dripped in designer things
Acquired from keepin' the line of sight the same
A couple of L's on the sheet but that time was then
Hardened skin
These bullets bounce off me and stick in them
There's nothing you can do like sleep paralysis
Just come and take your meds
Box of doaptruck phallus'
Cuz' you fake ass dudes is f*ckin' gay
Rook and friends are here to stay
Clear the board the Kings are now in play
Yo, pay attention
DOAPTRUCK - there ain't no going broke
We making classics
Counting faces, dead
And we blowin' smoke
Up
Constrictor flower
O$KR YOLA
Served him out the window
Heard your mans was desperate
Started sniffin' soda
Nose leakin'
And he drippin
Trippin over
Dosin'
Stumbling over words
Like where you get your dope
I mean you get your flow at
Roger Rabbit
With the coke stash
Slangin swords Like Alexander Great
Bitch, I'm a Nomad
No competition
Shit with no man
You might be flakey
I'm the snowman
Ted Bundy with the romance
Wine & Rhyme
Bitch, I don't hold hands
You feelin' sick
Go get your Zofran
Pack delivered
With the quickness
By Malone the Post man
Steady mixin' up them serums
Ones that have you wishin'
You was fly as us
And had them bitches
Don't forget it
It's GOLVIN on the stitching
Fleein the jakes
Creepin' with precision
Make no mistake
You entered into a new era of destruction
Once you started fraudin', actin tough
Now you get your skull crushed in
My lungs are lined with the finest strains
Dripped in designer things
Acquired from keepin' the line of sight the same
A couple of L's on the sheet but that time was then
Hardened skin
These bullets bounce off me and stick in them
There's nothing you can do like sleep paralysis
Just come and take your meds
Box of doaptruck phallus'
Cuz' you fake ass dudes is f*ckin' gay
Rook and friends are here to stay
Clear the board the Kings are now in play
Yo, pay attention
DOAPTRUCK - there ain't no going broke
We making classics
Counting faces, dead
And we blowin' smoke
Up
Constrictor flower
O$KR YOLA
Served him out the window
Heard your mans was desperate
Started sniffin' soda
Nose leakin'
And he drippin
Trippin over
Dosin'
Stumbling over words
Like where you get your dope
I mean you get your flow at
Roger Rabbit
With the coke stash
Slangin swords Like Alexander Great
Bitch, I'm a Nomad
No competition
Shit with no man
You might be flakey
I'm the snowman
Ted Bundy with the romance
Wine & Rhyme
Bitch, I don't hold hands
You feelin' sick
Go get your Zofran
Pack delivered
With the quickness
By Malone the Post man
Steady mixin' up them serums
Ones that have you wishin'
You was fly as us
And had them bitches
Don't forget it
It's GOLVIN on the stitching
Writer: OSKR B, ROOK E
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid