Asher Roth, Greg Landfair, Nico Segal - Goodbye lyrics
[Asher Roth, Greg Landfair, Nico Segal - Goodbye lyrics]
Fuck that, woadie
You want your joints be hot? Then
Let me rap on it
I'll be the cream of the crop
Jimmy got crack corn
I do this hippity-hop shit with a cast on
Sipping my flask dog, this be Ash Roth
And there's a couple of cats
That I should ash on
So go and roll me a joint, make it a fat one
And tell your homies the live
Spittin' is back on
Yeah I'm back dog, holding my sack hard
You act hard, but aren't shit
I'm an artist, you park cars for part shifts
Armpit's, large park, hardly miss
Start to finish
Blow you apart with starships
Playing Starfox, Black Ops on black tops
Hot black socks when camouflage won't hide ya
I'm a cyclops when I bop, I find ya
One shot lift your Waka Flocka top
What I'm saying though
We gotta get down and dirty
Down and low, low, low, low
Steinbock meets Einstein, rhymes is mindfuck
Mine luck as 9 lives dies, your time's up
9 bro, I shine, blind bind and heimlich
Don't choke, you old folk
Bloaky grime shmuck
John Kruk in this motherfucker
One nut bustin on 'em
Kumquat suckin on em, gums got nothin on 'em
Punks stop frontin on 'em, dude is the one
Son runyun kunyun motha pum-pum
No pun, Roy Munson, Kingpin and big tin
Pinky ring, bling-bling
Thinking I should sing-sing
Oh shoot, ding-ding
Tell him what he wins wins
Brand new car with Kanye’s girlfriend
You pass it up, ass and all
Gotta take my jacket off
Leono DiCaprio quit to play basketball
Reincarnated into Asher Paul, Asher Roth
Came back to rippin' asshole into all y'all
You want your joints be hot? Then
Let me rap on it
I'll be the cream of the crop
Jimmy got crack corn
I do this hippity-hop shit with a cast on
Sipping my flask dog, this be Ash Roth
And there's a couple of cats
That I should ash on
So go and roll me a joint, make it a fat one
And tell your homies the live
Spittin' is back on
Yeah I'm back dog, holding my sack hard
You act hard, but aren't shit
I'm an artist, you park cars for part shifts
Armpit's, large park, hardly miss
Start to finish
Blow you apart with starships
Playing Starfox, Black Ops on black tops
Hot black socks when camouflage won't hide ya
I'm a cyclops when I bop, I find ya
One shot lift your Waka Flocka top
What I'm saying though
We gotta get down and dirty
Down and low, low, low, low
Steinbock meets Einstein, rhymes is mindfuck
Mine luck as 9 lives dies, your time's up
9 bro, I shine, blind bind and heimlich
Don't choke, you old folk
Bloaky grime shmuck
John Kruk in this motherfucker
One nut bustin on 'em
Kumquat suckin on em, gums got nothin on 'em
Punks stop frontin on 'em, dude is the one
Son runyun kunyun motha pum-pum
No pun, Roy Munson, Kingpin and big tin
Pinky ring, bling-bling
Thinking I should sing-sing
Oh shoot, ding-ding
Tell him what he wins wins
Brand new car with Kanye’s girlfriend
You pass it up, ass and all
Gotta take my jacket off
Leono DiCaprio quit to play basketball
Reincarnated into Asher Paul, Asher Roth
Came back to rippin' asshole into all y'all