Tylisha Haskins - Farma One

Ayo
They never seen a man like this
Bowl of waffle crisp
Lake arbor towers
I sniff
Then get back to business
Jet to venice
Dig my feet in the sand
My soul replenished
Hunt you like venison baby
This a sport
Your records
Piss poor performances over prime cuts
You fucked up
Fucking with lyisha
It's nice to meet ya
Greet ya
Hammer came attached with the Jeans
To turn all your hues grey like jean
Monochromatic rappers tryna blow steam
Nah mean
Im coast to coastal
Nautical
My diamonds always gleam
Oil sheen
Flick the beam
Massage the trigger
Like shorty flick the bean
On a beam
Balance
No balance
Beam
Balance balance no balance
I put the "i" in the back of ya head
Dead
Red
Redemption is unlikely for you round here
Farmer fred
I get the cream like macho man randy savage
Ooh yeah
Oooooooh yeah
Niggas wondering how I stay buff with the Bag
Well
My advisories came close
But never went parallel
Parasail off the top of the jail
I gotta make an exit
Like you make an entrance
Turn the nobs on the dials
And level up like rothschilds
Carlyle group
I'm dealing with billions like Bobby Axelrod
Lil dude
Seer sucker suit
Truth truth
Yall niggas gettin murked out here

Written by:
Julian Johnson

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