[Lofty305: Verse 1]
Its just them blackland soundscapes
Smoking on loud breaks
n***a can't do tryna get that pound cake
Pound a n***a down
Talkin bout my town
Cokey Shores Posh Gang
Real sh** goes down
This is where dope boys go start families
Smokin on fire trees with my family
That is all i wanna do
Let me get up in this
Lofty305, yeah i am spittin that cokey sh**
Mack sh** attack a b**h
With my fly flow
Lofty305 listenin to flylo
And my eyes low
Yeah..
[Denzel Curry: Verse 2]
Devil or satan
I am too hot to handle
Yes is that n***a that is wearin jesus sandals
Get it?
I am packin the genesis
Denzel curry aquarius k**a
Lyricist about to k** it
Like go they villain
Ecstasy, your b**h is next to me
I am ridin in the jay
Oh wait let me go and get the pedals
The black mags
Ridin damn slow through motherf**in trey deuce
Wait, my n***a i have been havin juice like pac
n***a they want to stop
n***a i pop a copper then i leave his body rot
In the f**in garbage
That is hard sh**
If a n***a ever try me
f** that he frying
Oh wait hold up he is flying
[Mr.B the Poshtronaut: Verse 3]
Yeah real sh**
I got them brainfeeder beads
And your b**h is such a treat
Yeah she skeet skeet
On my motherf**in d
I-C-K
Damn mister b going this way
Out of the other hand comes that n***a from
BK Rick Ross n***a no hold up
Miami shores (?)
All these b**h n***as talkin sh**
Make these n***as straight throw up