Apollo Brown - Contra lyrics

[Verse 1: Danny Brown] From the hood where them n***as pack fullys Turn an ounce of reg to a cutty Count money with a 10 deep flannel on SB's looking like they been painted on Jeans fitting like they was made for me Your pants looking like, they was hand-me-downs from your Daddy Get at me, my fit worth a stacky I'm in a Caddy getting head in the back seat Rubbing on her yakki Then it start raining, when I start cumming So now I'm brainstorming, on how I'm gon' run it And y'all like f*gs – p**y? You don't want it Gosh darn it, got heat like furnace And I raise it like thermostat Rolling that Thundercat kush look like Panthro Heard you grab your ankles, take it in your manhole That's so disgusting, I think I just threw up in my mouth Can somebody pa** me a towel? A wetnap or something? n***a is you fronting? I beat you in your face, now your head like a pumpkin Jack-o-Lantern, I'm Danny Tanner Watching that white girl, you a dry jheri curl You worthless piece of sh** Your baby mama begged me to s** my dick And I ain't gon' let her, she look like Predator You a gay boy like David Archuleta Contra, where n***as pierce armor It's two n***as, two guns, blowing out your conscience You see them chrome 44's, in this b**h with thirty men Y'all n***as know the code like.. [Hook] Up-Up, Down-Down Left-Right, Left-Right B-A, B-A, Select-Start [Verse 2: Elzhi] When I write y'all, I blackout like nightfall I'm never sh**ted on like that flight stall, that's quite small You wouldn't like me when I get gutter, it's the legit cutter And you ain't sharp enough to split bu*ter I stack riches, throwing n***as in black ditches You wack which is why you mixed up like when the track switches Hand on my nuts like my sac itches Looking like The Mack, hitting 'lac switches Hiding guns in my Abercrombie With a dime piece, getting more brain than a zombie Times 3, Ladies Love Cool J I need a b**h with more cla** than a school day I heard a fool say I wasn't in his top 3 Stepped off with a broke arm and a popped knee See me and Brown is no regular team We make the whole planet flip like Omega Supreme Yeah, make 'em hype, yo I murder with this tight flow You a typo, plus you s** like lypo I keep bodies hid, f** a John Gotti bid Talk money, then we can chop it up like the Karate Kid But don't think I won't clap and merk 'em Infrared, beam 'em up, I will Captain Kirk 'em And turn 'em to a brainless dodo And break 'em both, legs one and two, like when Kane was solo I'm snatching up his chains and Polo, the flow's fitted To pose with it in the strangest photo I'm bumping blue genie, if your stacks is too teeny First you see me, and then you don't like I'm Houdini, n***a