Twiiceaweek - Odd

I've been clean for a minute now
Funny how we say a minute
Even though you know you gotta stretch it out
(Stretch it out)
Man I used to get around
Don't clap for me
I'm not talkin'
West or south direction now
I'm countin' sheep and gettin' cows
I walk about the streets at night and speak allowed
Yeah to myself or to the crowed
Either way it comes out Yeah
I just wanna have fun with it
(Fun with it)
Go dumb get a pump with it
(Pump wth it)
Get drunk big drum lickin'
(Drum lickin)
Get krunk my lungs drippin'
(My lungs drippin')
Yeah you know I stay bong rippin'
I just attract what I want
Manifest then I grip with my claws
I don't conflict with the law
Attraction is always the cause
I'm on a diet
Go ahead and serve it up raw
Yeah
Medium rare
Drop a couple pounds
I'm medium Mare yeah
Pretty long hair
Pony tail up got the forehead glare yeah
Sleeve on my arm
But the demon don't mean no harm
I'm achievin' my dream so far
I'm me I don't need no more

If you wanna fuck with us then we ready
Man I got a couple sluts in the tub with bubbly
And they bustin' confetti
Heads up it's a penny
Ten deep in the chevy little heavy
Need a yota
Taco tacoma
My flow changin' direction
More than a fuckin' testarossa
Crush up a xanny
Drop it all inside a soda
I'm just doin' what the doctor ordered
Like a dentist
I make em open up
Jaws drop on the floor
When I hit the shoulder shrug
And they say they want more
When I do a back tuck
So I do one ford
Like a four-door truck
Lemme get some more
Of that sticky icky bud
And a little bit of bub
Like i'm 50 in the club man
I don't mean to rush
But my time is runnin' up
So lets take another shot
Cuz my uber pullin' up

Written by:
Jace Mungai

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