CRIMEAPPLE - Pasteles lyrics

Habla está bien
Legunos pasteles no es comibles

I only write acid, fresh air maxes
Eating, my pants need elastic
The sweater's a classic
I remember shit was drastic
And that ain't no kind of life
Columbo wanna see you locked
Up with the sodomites
Hold your breath until you're violet
I tipped the pilot
Your main bitch be conniving
I didn't fuck though
I never trust hoes, told her no like Mutombo
She said she loved me a buttload
And want her butt low
Used to ball in summer tournaments
Now I g-check a journalist
Put son in his place like Copernicus
Medicated herbalist, fetish for cake
Good cheese with the bread and the grapes
I celebrate every second that I'm given
Mustard on the linen
Looking like Fei Long, Ray Charles intuition
Touch chicken, eat fish, and diet
Play the Mac close like Richard Pryor

Dime con quién andas y te diré quién eres
I got 25 plus pasteles qué tu quieres
What

You ain't trill, you don't eat around us
Keep fish like the reef encounter
Until the D's surround us
Got wardrobes for all seasons
Looking Norwegian
Raw had fiends on the floor, pleading
Never say a word baby that's all we ask
Be in your crib with the goalie mask
Your baby daddy get broke in half
Then I gotta take your son to class
Six Flags, got the summer pass
Check the temperature
This hundred pack, that's a enema
And if she real, I remember her
You could front now, but in due time
I'm totaling that forest green
With the new pine
Sniff a few lines, call it Billy Idol
It's a white wedding, all-white XIs
I kick game with the right measure
She thinking cocktails
Here's a white beverage

Dime con quién andas y te diré quién eres
I got 25 plus pasteles qué tu quieres
What