Chester Watson - Afrikan Pottery lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Look, look, look)
Pew, pew, pew, pew skrrt
Yeah

Yo feeling blessed
I might take a stab at the lottery (Lotto)
Might win big and invest in Afrikan pottery
(Pottery)

Light-skinned chick to my left
And I might wife i don't wanna name drop
But know she into astrology (Astro)
Got Horus in my blood, my biology is godsent
Start a mosh pit, bumpin' Quasi' beats
(Lord Quas)
Neptune and beyond, they be boppin' me
Vibes sound like Watson, so it gotta be toxic
Spittin' toxins, and it's not for free
Gotta make bread, nigga, gotta eat
No diss, that nine-to-five shit, not for me
Smokin' on zips, big blunts
Need a lot'a trees
Florida raised, where the swamp be?
(Swamp be?)
I'ma raise hell if a nigga try to swamp me
(Swamp me)
I'ma go to jail if a nigga try the fam'
No joke tapped in live, from the grave
From the smoke (From the smoke)
People trapped in lives that they
Claim that they want (yeah)
I be shootin' movies, I be gettin' groovy
Taking acid trips in the sun
Getting tatts, and we lit off the Runtz
(yeah)
Artillery studios clique with the stunts
(Stunts) vHS clips in abundance
Somewhere, bumpin' Death Grips in a Humvee
I Love Ugly fleece on the kid, hell'a comfy
(Skrrt)

Feeling blessed
I might take a stab at the lottery (Lottery)
Might win big, and invest in Afrikan pottery

RIP dOOM, RIP ras G
Yeah, RIP dOOM, RIP ras G