Eddy Baker, Xavier Wulf - Mad Men lyrics
[Eddy Baker, Xavier Wulf - Mad Men lyrics]
You can call me Norman Bates cause I’m psycho
I hustle for survival
My weed green like the Geico
My phonebook is my bible
Plus I keep that fucking knife closed
I lose that weight like lipo
Fuck around with me I’ll leave
Yo ass in a cyclone all my guys commando
I don’t think you can handle
Burn you like a candle
Beat yo ass down in my sandals
Say hello to the villain
Shiny bald head like Krillin
My chick look like 18
Just graduated from FIDM
A pound of mid in the kitchen
It's gone soon as I zip it
Healthy Boyz nigga we flexing
Hard on the bitches
I’m at Whole Foods cashing out
Hollering at the women
12 bucks for a sandwich
Spent 20 bucks on a chicken
You see me riding by myself
Trick I’m no punk bitch
Just because I’m fresh don’t mean that
I won’t stretch the boy quick
These niggas out here jealous man
It’s fucked cause they ignorant
And ion wanna talk about no
Dummy shit I’m busy bitch
Niggas out here bragging bout
Some stupid shit
Till they get caught up and now
I’m laughing like a silly bitch
Told the ho go home cause she
Was acting worse than little kids
Pull up to the set they smoking
Up like they ain’t finished yet
When I light my blunt she looked at
Me like where you passing that
I look back at her and told that
Bitch she never had a chance
Pull up to the show I hope her
Friends and them can get in there
Pull up in the whip he better hope
His bitch ain’t get in there you bitch
I hustle for survival
My weed green like the Geico
My phonebook is my bible
Plus I keep that fucking knife closed
I lose that weight like lipo
Fuck around with me I’ll leave
Yo ass in a cyclone all my guys commando
I don’t think you can handle
Burn you like a candle
Beat yo ass down in my sandals
Say hello to the villain
Shiny bald head like Krillin
My chick look like 18
Just graduated from FIDM
A pound of mid in the kitchen
It's gone soon as I zip it
Healthy Boyz nigga we flexing
Hard on the bitches
I’m at Whole Foods cashing out
Hollering at the women
12 bucks for a sandwich
Spent 20 bucks on a chicken
You see me riding by myself
Trick I’m no punk bitch
Just because I’m fresh don’t mean that
I won’t stretch the boy quick
These niggas out here jealous man
It’s fucked cause they ignorant
And ion wanna talk about no
Dummy shit I’m busy bitch
Niggas out here bragging bout
Some stupid shit
Till they get caught up and now
I’m laughing like a silly bitch
Told the ho go home cause she
Was acting worse than little kids
Pull up to the set they smoking
Up like they ain’t finished yet
When I light my blunt she looked at
Me like where you passing that
I look back at her and told that
Bitch she never had a chance
Pull up to the show I hope her
Friends and them can get in there
Pull up in the whip he better hope
His bitch ain’t get in there you bitch