Denzel Curry, Arlo Parks, Kenny Beats - Track07 (Georgia Anne Muldrow Version) lyrics

Mic check, one-two, one-two
Eh la-lo le la-lo le la-lo le
I don't write rhymes, nigga, I write checks
Eh la-lo le la-lo le la-lo le
Now lemme turn this to the judge
And thrown the book out
Then skew it on the Barbie
Like a motherfuckin' cookout this-

Chef mad flavors bitches suck the energy
It's like a lifesaver shave it
Eh la-lo le la-lo le la-lo le

My third eye's open, I feel absolutely free
Violence in touch with my own inner energy
I'ma get loose like a barbed-wire fence
It's the significant, never frivolous
Mister it's the
Don't compute then I gots to reroute ya
I feel unblocked, vulnerable but brave
My soul displaced from a desperate space
I brace my arms for the blow, I know
The truth comes through lips from
Broken faces, potentials erased Lacerated
Evaded but now we've embraced it
We've finally made it

Swear to God naw, I'm like they ghetto
My dog, my dog talking 'bout, uh
You ain't get another nut
You talking all this mad shit
Soon as you see, you freeze up
Like, shit