Retch - Kamakazi Monks lyrics

[Verse 1: Da$H] I ain't really write no raps since of recently Been locked up in my f**ing head like felons in the precinct Better than half of these n***as favorites, f** is decent b**h The only time we speaking when I'm tryna get the neck H'z in this motherf**er show respect Still can't figure why I'm right handed, I'm always going left And the only time I wanna see your face is when you catch a breath Young and ruthless, since a toddler been a nuisance And my sneakers they're the newest, no I'm lying they're the oldest I don't wear retros Space Jam soles the coldest, hold up I need to know the name of weed in this blunt You f**ing scrub at doing d**, a f**ing dub ain't enough So I'm smoking on this blocka, listening to Flocka [?] the game, somebody call a doctor Every n***a out here swear that he toting a chopper Man I'm smacking these lil n***as just like I was they mama And you swear you puffing schama Well that's reggie in that dutch, I get my sour on the cuff Fast money made men, I ain't never roll with chumps These n***as partying at [?], I'm at Sway drunk as f** You stuck in a sweatbox, I'm with white b**hes doing bumps Inhale on that Charlie Sheen [?], HD Why your arm is green, you know I'm 'bout them bills be I'm living for the thrill, throw the set-up if you feel me [Verse 2: RetcH] H'z b**h, ain't nothing after Watching Family Guy [?], still a n***a laughing Yes, I'm high, I'm high, I'm NASA Screaming "free Cash" like it's faster Cause I only got my brothers in this world, I'm such a ba*tard Such a misfit, getting shoes, but I'm knowing [?] I spend most of my time trying different weed and b**hes Got served the other day, you b**hes trash, you smoking haze We ain't in the same lane, not even on the same page You's a bum, you's a dweeb, you's a nerd, you's a geek In a pair of seven J's, seven days you n***as weak Like the weed in that poorly rolled dutchmaster blunt You in the crib cuddling, I'm in the telly smashing s*uts With a cup full of Henny and this b**h twisting up Like the blunt in my hand, I completely forgot to puff Light it up, I'm soaring, Polo Ralph Lauren Every single day, b**h it never gets boring Blunt in my hand, getting stupid on the Westside Nah, I ain't riding in the best ride No, the sh** a hoopty, [?] my sh** gucci Who he? nutty from uptown, full of loopy 'Bout to take a s*ut in the cut, she was thinking movies Now she here giving me noggin, I'm rolling doobies Spitting sh** you couldn't even fabricate b**h you think I'm k**ing now, just wait until I graduate