Action Bronson, The Alchemist, Schoolboy Q - Demolition Man lyrics
Action Bronson [Ariyan Arslani] Queens, NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
The Alchemist [Alan Daniel Maman] Beverly Hills, CA, U.S. 🇺🇸
Schoolboy Q [Quincy Matthew Hanley] Wiesbaden, West Germany/South Central LA, CA, U.S. 🇩🇪 🇺🇸
[Action Bronson, The Alchemist, Schoolboy Q - Demolition Man lyrics]
Big willy, I'm fuckin' whores
Since a youngin' grabbed the pistol
Skipped the chores
Hit the weed and said "It's on"
Got with my older Loc's they
Threw your boy a zone
Before my mom could smell the
Scent that shit was gone
Movin' on to bigger things now
Don't call my phone
Carry chrome, I think them boys after me
But I shoot fast like athletes
Number one Magic flipper, I'm Anfernee
Oops, threw a couple at your coupe
Mr hard-top, don't fuckin' lose your roof
Smashin' on a 110
Empty most of the clip, shit only got one sin
Where's Waldo at? Put this bitch to his lens
Got the dimes all wrapped
On his block like you're still friends
Still low from the po-po, no L's in the Volvo
Mask on catch a photo when my
Glove's wrapped around the 4-4
Caught a statuatory rape cause
The steak wasn't mature
I'm laid out by the lake
You lay with inflatable mates
I lace my shoes tight and
Ready for the paper chase
I like my girls with African
Bodies and Asian face
Only green M&M's placed in my dressing room
Pineapple juice, roast turkey if I want
I got a bitch to suck a thirty dick circle
Then hop up in a cab
This just to serve a bitch purple
Come back, make rice for the fellas
Every single person rockin' leather
Cheddar attatched, my mental is hatched from
The medicine cabinet rock a shirt
Got the pattern of the wilderness habitat
I make kids, NFL ready
Yours are 23 wearin' bibs slurping spaghetti
Your family cancer took her tit's off
Don't even look us in the eye
Spit the shit to make a lesbian cry, dyke
Since a youngin' grabbed the pistol
Skipped the chores
Hit the weed and said "It's on"
Got with my older Loc's they
Threw your boy a zone
Before my mom could smell the
Scent that shit was gone
Movin' on to bigger things now
Don't call my phone
Carry chrome, I think them boys after me
But I shoot fast like athletes
Number one Magic flipper, I'm Anfernee
Oops, threw a couple at your coupe
Mr hard-top, don't fuckin' lose your roof
Smashin' on a 110
Empty most of the clip, shit only got one sin
Where's Waldo at? Put this bitch to his lens
Got the dimes all wrapped
On his block like you're still friends
Still low from the po-po, no L's in the Volvo
Mask on catch a photo when my
Glove's wrapped around the 4-4
Caught a statuatory rape cause
The steak wasn't mature
I'm laid out by the lake
You lay with inflatable mates
I lace my shoes tight and
Ready for the paper chase
I like my girls with African
Bodies and Asian face
Only green M&M's placed in my dressing room
Pineapple juice, roast turkey if I want
I got a bitch to suck a thirty dick circle
Then hop up in a cab
This just to serve a bitch purple
Come back, make rice for the fellas
Every single person rockin' leather
Cheddar attatched, my mental is hatched from
The medicine cabinet rock a shirt
Got the pattern of the wilderness habitat
I make kids, NFL ready
Yours are 23 wearin' bibs slurping spaghetti
Your family cancer took her tit's off
Don't even look us in the eye
Spit the shit to make a lesbian cry, dyke