Karrot Top - CUMPLETE

Big smoker
Big poker
Gang green
Hot from ganja steam
Invoker of the chain smokers
Never chain chokers
Big bag big bet
Phat checks bad bitch in my bed
Oh shit
Gettin big cuts from the shows bitch
Big glow from my team
Big drip big boat
Finna need a bigger sea
Larger O-cean
Liquidated portions of the portraits
Mold the character who finna cop porches
And the fortunes
All whips called imported
Full meal courses
Dropped off them porches
We wasn't horsin
Deportin big moves into fools
This shit had us assembling
Talkin from the line to the tool
From the fire to the cool
Out from the lies to the truth
Who you fags tryna fool
Fuck all that patience
Watch what they takin
Listen what they thinkin
These fools big faking
These dudes ain't making
Nothin that they saying
Really all I'm baking
Is up in the studio
Brody had me hot
On the mic, a ruthless foe
She wanna be Beyoncé
He wanna be Diddy yo
Call it shame or a pity tho
Pledged after they hero
Jus to see
They can't be
Them oh
Be ya own
Be ya own
Be ya own
Stop chasin the imagine
They painting yo
Be ya own
Be ya own
Do what ever makes you do you
Spittin from the dome
Let em know
Who the fuck scripted all the shit for the song
After jus bout 15 hits from a 3 foot bong
Let em know
How it's done
Walkin down the block
Big boss
Got my opps on the clock
They scared running off
They know I pop on the drop
Rhyme scheme off the chain
Slung the pendent at the frame
Split in half killed the fame
Came back for ya brain
Take you out off the game
Fuck you mean you a king
I'm the ACE
I'm the lead
So basically better then
All of the names
The last of the Gs
An everlasting elite
Fuck it
Poppin the drums on the beat
Makin fire in this seat
When I'm fed get my dogs all they treats
Nothin said was figuratively
Less we talkin bout all the money
Comin in or leaving
The way that we spend
You think we'd have nothing
But the crew floods accounts with numerous amounts
Checks neva bounce
Just cop'd another pound
Bouta blow another ounce
Bouta be smoking the bong
Bouta be puttin em on
Think I wouldn't have been doin this shit
Bitch
Well I'm on
Hoe I'm the king and the kong
Peace like ying and the yang
Tail end of the song
Neva fail-
Bounce back with the bong
Hits for the strong
We pulled from the bong
Out from the ash
We is grown
We is strong
Bounce back from the past
Just to master the task
Of the acro-bats
Bringing the speed
Intentionally
Think I wouldn't have cop'd all this energy
Bitch-
Fuckin that hoe til she complete
Fuckin her till she cums on me
That's ya bitch this my team
We passin her with the cream

Written by:
Kaleb Freeman

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