Haf N' Haf - Lip Splitter (feat. Lincoln Woods)

I'm next up, better keep me on your watch list
No key to the city, but really I'm the locksmith
I'm underground, underwater with the conscious
Never seen a wave like mine so call me Loch Ness
Feeling like I beat the body, word to Johnny Cochrane
Feeling out of reach, I'm always seated in the cockpit
Feeling like a beach cuz shawty sleepin' on me topless
Feeling on her peach emoji, flickin' on her off switch
Whoa, power up
Blossomed from a girl to a grown powerpuff
Chemical X pussy, better than my ex pussy
I ain't Lucious Lion, I'll be finding me a next Cookie
I'm just playin', my exes know its all love
Probably answer if I texted or I called up
Wonder what they life might be now
But I ain't worried when I'm polishing my wifey crown
Favorite rapper no match like some hypebeast style
So dapper, cold, calculated, icy child... me
Born nothern
Where brothers gettin' killed by the dozens with no warnin'
Cold mornin'
For your fam, its snow stormin'
Grab a two six of that Henny and pour for em
See the world, I'm ready to tour the four corners
Purely off the strength of my music, my flow's gorgeous
The boy's golden, spit lava that's grown molten
I was bumpin' DOOM, you were groovin' to Troy Bolton
I was sonnin' Tzu, you were troopin' wit toy soldiers
Been grinding for so long that I probably annoy Folgers
My soul's olden, can you feel it
One time
Canadian chameleon feelin' the sunshine
Mainly in the trees with my feet up to unwind
My dealer's nonexistent, my reefer legalized
So I'm chiefin' evergreen with my people to free the mind
Might remember me if you read in between the lines
Find a better beat & just beat it up every time
Uncle Iroh energy, I breathe heat into every rhyme
Spit like Rondo to CP3
Take more than Ironman just to see me bleed
This chicken shit just a knick, feel the MSG
Plus I'm off the 'cane, so pardon I'm sick wit' it
When your shit sound the same, its hard to dismiss critics
So I revisit the matrix & see digits
Did bidness, gobstoppers & green midgets
Fiends dig it, trash rappers & gold tickets
I'm prolific, still fuckin' these old bitches
Til I find my sugar mama I'm living with no riches
Ah fuck it
Just another drop in the bucket
I'll stick my cock in a duchess til royalties in my clutches
Spoil me but I'm bluffin', I'm loyal to the percussion
Yo this ain't nothing
I've been known to foil your plans
Drop a coil on the floor, you soil your pants
I'm fried & high in demand, get as high as I can
The town crier can't help but admire the man
There's no denying these violent rants
Goddamn
I kick the can with pediatrists
Future liver cirrhosis, shoot the HIV into nihilists
Verses cloggin' yo' sinus
Weed, coke, I'm buyin' it
Fuck your highness
I'll chill with a fly lioness
Divine sciences, bones break bread with giants
The monk, when I'm poppin' the trunk
Wire & lye in it
Pullin' heart strings cuz I admire the violins
Focused, waiting, I'm orchestratin' blatant messiah shit

Written by:
Joshua Bourgouin-D'Aguiar, Taylor Foden

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