Freddie Gibbs - Flat Tummy Tea lyrics
[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs] Uh, I beat the pot like Joseph beat Mike and Jermaine One came out light, one came out dark but they smokin' the same I break a 50 on blunts and give my smoker the change That n***a flexin', VVS every stone in the chain Gold body, my j**eler, he black mummy me I be all in these b**hes' stomach like flat tummy tea Crackers came to Africa, ravaged, raffled, and rummaged me America was the name of they f**in' company Stackin' n***as like cargo over and under me Pick cotton bails and the c**a leaf off the money tree n***as won't let you live in peace but love to see you rest in peace Broke and poppin' and drinkin' on the rest, they got the best of me I'm choppin' it up on the table, 'cause there wasn't no label gon' invest in me These n***as'll ride your wave and wouldn't go sit that time in the fed with me Eventually, when I got indicted I took a minus n***as that I f**ed with went on hiatus so I decided I should make a couple decisions like Sean made A couple Jhené Aiko-lookin' hoes in the Sprinter thing (They f**in' with the Kane) Black n***a, jack tripper, pack flipper Step out the kitchen and step in the booth and drop heat on these rap n***as Without a cosign, you probably be fillin' my grocery bag, n***a Poison flow, I send opponents from riches to rags, n***a (Gangsta Kane) [Chorus: Freddie Gibbs] Gold body, my j**eler, he black mummy me I be all in these b**hes' stomach like flat tummy tea Crackers came to Africa, ravaged, raffled, and rummaged me America was the name of they f**in' company Gold body, my j**eler, he black mummy me I be all in these b**hes' stomach like flat tummy tea Crackers come to Africa, ravaged, raffled, and rummaged me America was the name of they f**in' company (Kane) [Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs] Uh, chain give me whiplash, my neck gla** Shave a lil tax off the package, pay my connect fast Bellagio with quatro hoes, stack like Connect 4s n***as don't own no land or fine art but got all the retros Obama can't make the law retroactive, what the f** happened? Congress co*k-blockin' n***as from comin' home to they family If you lucky, when he left out of office You got a pardon, overtime cut Soft or that hard, you f**ed up regardless, made my mind up Then incarceration my destination, I would wind up Addicted to medication, just poured another line up Overdosed with a styrofoam cup, how they gon' find us? Slave movies every year, yeah, the master gon' remind us If we don't take it, we don't deserve it back (Yeah) And six-thousand years done ran up, the kings of the earth is back (Earth is back) Supreme mathematics, I'm on the right course (Yeah) Took the sword and knocked white Jesus off of that white horse (Yeah) Yeah, my n***a, I'm on the right course (For sure) Took the sword and knocked white Jesus off of that white horse (Uh-huh) f** Spike, he mostly show Malcolm on coke and white who*es (f** Spike) Did the sh** so he can get fundin' up from them white boys White girl magic, c**aine, the white who*es (Yeah) I was in Joliet serving h**n to them white boys (Yeah) Top five rapper alive and that's on Vice Lord Took the sword and knocked white Jesus off of that white horse [Outro: Freddie Gibbs] Damn, somebody callin' me, f** Damn, I hate when people do that Let me put my phone on airplane mode, let me do that over