Eli - OBCT ft E.L.I - Purple Drank (Lemonade Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse 1: E.L.I] OBCT will k** this Money is the root, I make it like a pilgrim You don't rate, you just hate I'm not good. Fam, I'm great Sorta like a bowl of kellogs I'll give you the one bang like Lennox That my friend is a literal headtop Got the game in a lyrical headlock I'm gonna go in beast mode, B.o.B flow Got nothing on me, B.o.B bro, featuring Bruno Mars Negroes get ga**ed off of whips and cars But lemme take you on a trip to the past Kunta Kinte getting whipped with a chain But I ain't a slave to a minimum wage Naa Fam, I'm a OG Try change my name to Toby Go on, go ahead, fam try your best Sierra Leone style you could lose a leg That's right, you could lose a ligament I can get you out of a predicament Judging by the stipulations, you're in a losing situation I dictate rap, this a domination A combination of flow and punctuation Alliteration, come through like ejaculation No masturbation, this a k**er collaboration I'm a born winner, you're a beginner Got more lines than a scripture So instead of going on bitter Just follow me like twitter [Verse 2: OBCT] I only f** with dogs. b**hes; I'm running 'em It's a job always hushin' these puppies and slushin' em They call me f*ggot cos they walk out bow-legged, I'm wrecking pussies I'll Photo-send you the message A canon swinging on my neck, 5D for depth You're messin' with royal mint when you are a sixpence Obese being beast on the beat, nobody's f**ing around Eatin' apples with an Adam, knowledge lost, now found Their visual's basic, my visual's LASIK Spittin' lasers while they run within my mazes I'm rivalling cambridge with my phrases Competition got the coldest cases Now you're making faces like what's this guy been bakin? You was drinkin' KA, but now your drank is purple In rivers of lit gasoline, came out the distillery In needles, sticking into the arms of all the addicts Heaters in suitcases, n***a it's heat we're packing Ravagin' the track like it was a girl from jersey, muff cabbage Far from average, higher than n***as on acid Making it happen in more dimensions, bring your gla**es Chillin' with b**hes, your girl should've listened To her dad, f** Katy B, she's on a mission To get in on what she was missin' An eager beaver, Was hungry so I cleaned the dishes She asked me what was next again "Surprise me" and she did The b**h had more talent than a mo'f**in' equestrian