ASAP Twelvyy, Roc Marciano - Adventure Time lyrics

Okay, have a good day
Nah, fuck a good day, make it a bad day
(In your mind, I'm dope, niggas)
(Switch these niggas) yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

My cousin crib still smell like a brick
Dirty kitchen, threw cheese in my grit's
(Sellin' it whole)
Telegram group chattin' the flicks, what?
In the Mecca, watch the pendulum shift

Paid in full, reminiscent of rich
He get a grip, she get a grip (Click, man)
With three stripes, Adidas the fit
Talkin' sleazy like I'm Stephen a skit
(Who did it?)

Fuck her first take, fuck on first date
Fasten verse, base, I'm at work late
Goin' Craig Curry on my worst day
Bird shit is scrapin' off the paint job

Turned the Beamer in with the K-card
Hit it out the park, call me Aaron
Raja Bell with twenty-four shells
Lockin' down the scale, I left no trail

Did a 1080 on a roadrail
Six hunnid horses, I got road rage (Hold up)
Scratch the winnin' numbers for
The broke 'nem (What?) yo
Wanna win the lotto I'm Bow Wow, ayy yo, yo
Keep my honey seated like I'm Powell, ayy yo
My shawty too bad, need a pow pow
Click baow
Brodie got a warrant 'cause he skipped trial
(Haha haha)
Heard wifey cheatin' on a Miss Dial (Hello?)
Witness left the country, it's a mistrial
Chokin' off the gas like he Chris Child
Walk into my blessin' like the Green Mile
Got a lil' older, I ain't senile
(Bitch told me 'You crazy')
I'll be jet-skiin' by the sea town
Kareem Abdul with the rebound
Teach you 'bout the Skyhook

Always be a legend up in my book, haha haha
Six hunnid Benze's
(What?) Sony red lenses, what?
Kickin' in them doors
Knock them bitches off the hinges
They only brought one
Now they gotta share syringes, eww
Ain't get his check this month
So he tryna sell his dentures (Vietnam)
Used to be a undercover 'til
He lost his pinch, huh?
There's no more penny-pinch
(What?) you clowns penny-watch (What?)
Start trackin' and allow, we the Enterprize
(Enterprize) roam the street with my
Dog like Adventure Time (Adventure Time)
(In your mind, I'm dope, niggas)
(Switch these niggas) what y'all want?
Niggas talk greasy, get you off deezy (Quick)
Caught 'em sleepy
Right when he thought it was
All Cream and Peachy i brought the piece
But we ain't come to talk peace treaty (No)
Spray up the walls, we ain't talkin' graffiti
Your brain's on the floor like Tortellini
Eww, my homies do what I want for
Me like I'm James Gandolfini (Talk)
Lift your feet up like some Lambo doors, ohhh
Treat your whore like she
Come with handlebars
Then lay the header with the Shammgod (Boss)
That shit you can't guard, whoo
Three bars of Xanax, some club, Zanzibar
(Where we at)
This the part where I get hands on
Lay hammers off
Prepare for loss, ZeniMax can stand off
To war eventually when it's cross-folks
Caught in the crosshairs
The stranded heer's course, woah, uh
You still call me blockshotted up
Like we out Lil' Rock
Push your shit back, fuck up your hairline

Damn dog, MarcI make it a bad day