Yujen - Queensway Lyrics

Yeah, posted in the corner, I'm that dude smirking
I cut out the misses like I'm Dude Perfect
Got a bad habit ignoring messages
If she goes out and loses her mind, we're both headless
Lounging in New York and now I can't believe the views
I'm writing exit on the wall just so this chick can read the room like
Hey yo, you can do so if I say so
So link me if the next going down RKO
And we'll, bottle my issues is just to leave on a shelf
And hell, for low blows, she can reach for the belt
I'm cooking at Four Seasons like it's Kenan and Kel
Got one glance in my chain and leave a reading in Braille
I'm indecisive with my music like it's maybe sorta kinda
When you talking all that shit, well then we may resort to violence
Guess we may as well be honest, man, that, that shit is ass, dawg
I'm running laps around them with a bad start
It's NASCAR in this bitch when I'm whipping around the suburbs
Had a sneaky link and I'm keeping it under covers
Tik-Toks running up the numbers if I limit the cuss words
The game's a bunch of uncontested jumpers, nah
This Cuban link just ran me frostbite Frozen neck, it's cold, but he breathin'
We see him smoke, he better hold his breath
Rolling sess, had to let my brethren smoke the rest
I got a nine on each side, I bet the metal won't detect
And if an album had a classic, Super Saiyan would be the Carter V
I'm spitting fire till I lose my head, at least it's cauterised
Living underground with tunnel vision
New York spreads this paper, Dunder Mifflin
Kicks the freshest part of the fit
I'm stuntin' on them with some unlaced forces and sweats
I dunked it on them, the lines type in Comic Sans
To get my lines right, you need some common sense
Comment on my lines and pay no mind to where the comma stands
I'm talking bands, and if I'm dressing elegant
She gets swooned, trunk swinging, maybe come address
The elephant in this room got a sinister mood
If I don't reply, it's just a tough message to consume
And I ain't tryna limbo, so I had to raise the bar, fam
I'm posted with a baddie, she inhale it like the carts jammed
Quotes so dope, the addicts gotta sniff the Narcan
I'm Vince at the Olympics when they try to draw the charge, man
From Carter V to Michael, wallet they weigh me down
So the pockets ain't need a lipo
Sounds wavy, don't downplay me to bounce crazy
Shortly I'm throwing shade on, getting top on the Veyron
Visine running low, you know I had to throw the shades on
Only play, he gets his PlayStation
Fly as hell without his cape on, yeah
And me and the money got a liaison
Cash rules everything around me Avon, repeat like the delay on
Drop the plus, minus stats when Klay on
Drop him on a court a la Draymond
Kerr with the code broken
Fresh pair of DMs, leaving them both open
Lighting up a track when the booth says no smoking
Rule breaking, fools quaking
Been talking up a storm, but now his tune's basic
If y'all keep disrespecting, I'ma lose patience
They can't see the vision, guess I gotta give these fools lasik