Haichuko Shogun - Latte

Flipping stacks at Mach Speed
Clarance mad at the mock speech
Private school but he talks street
Cul de sac filled in, pool side chilling
Body count going up, got my hands on the ceiling
With the liquor in my palm, got your man auto-rizzin'
Running play, no intermission, got a plan with a vision
Stunting in this bitch like a Martian
My balls are hot, I'm liable of arson
A Python In The Room, not a Marvin
She's slurping on this wood, oh she carvin'
Surfing in the sheets slippery slopes of a marlin
Second wind is present in the dope where the jar sits
Second that you step into the func you'll know it's poppin
Now you know that I got the
Cul de sac filled in, pool side chilling
Body count going up, got my hands on the ceiling
With the liquor in my palm, got your man auto-rizzin'
Running play, no intermission, got a plan with a vision
Got the snakes and the fakes raising stakes as I'm poolside
Watch your mouth because these hands ain't too light
No telegraph, hit the gas, getting too high
Bump another line then I pray the stars align
Letting go of my steering wheel
This mode is my Achilles heel
Motion got my options sealed
Clutch but the gear is sealed
Swerve that lane so I know it's real
Stress is my dilemma, don't give a damn about the fame
Out of my face, I need Feng shui
You never met me upon my ends
Been a minute since I've hit a smile
Brought the spliff for another ride
Midnight run might let you down
Heard ya girl might let me pound
Life's a bitch when you sit around
So I'm getting lit, I got the
Cul de sac filled in, pool side chilling
Body count going up, got my hands on the ceiling
With the liquor in my palm, got your man auto-rizzin'
Running play, no intermission, got a plan with a vision
Sitting on my throne (Swervin' on these hoes)
Feeling all alone (Something for your low)
Wish I held it down with you(You only talk to me when you want some good shit)

Written by:
Owen Montoya-Lazo

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