Dylan Ross - Lead Bowls lyrics

[Verse 1: Dylan Ross] Handzum Boys Baker Boyz Light the bleezy on up Rap Game hard but the pimpin' easy as f** Buck, Buck Who got the keys to the truck Who got the turkey bags fulla weed easily stuffed Up in a Kenneth Cole duffel bag stinking it up Got psilocybin in my tea for when I need to get up Never slacking on my macking see I keep the sh** up I remain handsome even after all the worms eat me up Got lean in the cup Morphine in the cup Drinking black and purples till I stop breathing and such Peep the mannerisms in the way I creep out the cut With Eddy f**ing Baker b**h With the weed in the blunt Got trees in the forest and more trees in the house I'll baptize you if you wanna know what that ether about Handzum boy til' I die No reason to ask me why I get so high I can look down and see into my own mind So I'm outta my mind Quarter pound of the kind I keep my ducks in a row And my white owls in a line [Verse 2: Eddy Baker] And I keep grams in the freezer Yellow xans look like Lisa Catch me counting my money While I'm smoking my reefer Linked up with Dylan For a couple a licks We did it all for the kicks We never giving a sh** I'm driving fast in the whip Just know I'm bumping my hits Flexing hard on yo chick God Damn I'm the sh** Flush me in the toilet They say in criminal minded cause I'm illegally grinding Plus I kick it with crooks And most my n***as is violent I spit that dope you can try me Got the d** you can buy it Bad b**h on my dick And she say she can ride it Buncha d** in the car Keep a weapon when driving If you try to rob Then you won't be surviving Red eyes look like Robin With my n***as we mobbin Militant like a squadron So you don't want no problems My wifey cooking up tacos I'm on the phone with Pablo He sending packs in tomorrow Yeah