Dracula Flow 3

I'm movin' different This shit ain't nothin' to me, man I'm a dog, I'm bitin' the fart bubbles in the bath We smokin' Symbiotes Smokin' that Whoopie Goldberg South Egyptian, Furburger Deluxe Mega Millions scratcher, skunk bubba kush We smokin' dung beetle I'm on 12 Vicodin smokin' on Scooby-Doo dick We smokin' Sequoia banshee boogers We snortin' that good buffalo soldier tamarind Jordanian jimmies They must have amnesia, they forgot that I'm him That Burberry back woods hitting that pussy smell like a Hellcat V8 We smokin' shit in a glass pipe Blowin' the lord's bubbles (Yeah) I'm sick in the head I'm on them Broward County Tic-Tacs I'm on them Georgetown Geronimos I'm on them Nashville Nibblers I left my Margielas in the Benz truck I'll have to stunt on them next time I don't give a fuck if I go blind I don't need to see the price tag anyways I'm high on 12 Jason Bournes Lookin' to beat the cum out of a thick fresh oak We're smokin' filtered crack You stupid piece of shit, I'll fuckin' kill you Call that pussy The Matrix 'cause I'm in this bitch And I can't get out Last guy who ran off on the pack Got choked out by some Givenchy gloves The last thing he ever saw was the price tag on them Slowly faded into darkness And I let the archangels take him I need more Sequoia banshee boogers Don't be shy, girl, I love me some pastrami mud flaps I'm movin' like French Montana- Heh? Welcome to the cream kingdom, bitch Open up Black Chyna, I drink her piss out of another man's balls My shooter a crackhead, he look like Woody Harrelson You ain't seen ten bands in your life, jit Reach for my neck, you'll get turned into an example Y'all gotta stop playin' with me, man I threw diamonds at the strip clubs under the great pyramids I pushed the camel through the eye of a needle This shit ain't nothin' to me, man Tied the ops to the back of a track car And dragged him around the block for 24 hours Motherfucker look like a Resident Evil 5 campaign extra After we was done with him Ops wanted some initiative, blew up their entire quadrant I'm moving like Oppenheimer She drop that ass on me from an egregarious angle They thought I was Steven Wallace Top shelf Zaza disrupted my circadian rhythm I have seen the Magna Carta I've seen the Eye of Hora I was flipping bricks for Mansa Musa Before y'all even became a type-1 civilization This shit ain't nothin' to me, you stupid piece of shit Step the wrong way and you will perish That pussy feel like Biscoff butter You think I care about this shit? Ask me if I care about this shit 'Cause I don't give a shit If I had a dollar for every time they said I gave a shit I'd be broke, 'cause I don't give a shit My bitch look like David Hasselhoff I balled so hard they thought I was a fuckin' nutsack This shit ain't nothin' to me, man I'll kill you, you stupid piece of shit