LoRd Lu C N, Anna Wise, Denzel Curry - A.S.S. lyrics
Denzel Curry [Denzel Rae Don Curry] Miami Gardens, Florida, U.S. 🇺🇸
[LoRd Lu C N, Anna Wise, Denzel Curry - A.S.S. lyrics]
Yeah, ayy, LoRd Lu C N
There's time's way back, man
When we used to smoke kush and just chill
Man in the Cadillac Seville, man
Just thinkin' about the cosmos, man
You know astrology is where the knowledge be
You know?
Ayy, my 8 track stay slap
Way before I had a Cadillac with hub caps
Way before a nigga ever rocked a wave cap
Way before a nigga ever had to stay strapped
'Cause these niggas still tripping
Cadillac's dipping
Still pistol gripping, foes still tip in
Got hoes in the hotel just like the Tipton
Making money off of square
Niggas that's attempting
To get in the box but
They watching out for cops
"Yo I hear the sirens, shh, stop!"
Whoa, still, my 8 track still slaps
Runnin' through the city like a goddamn Mac
Kaleidoscope colors in a brand new 'Lac
My goons in the back do not wear all black
They wear white suit's
It's time for me to shoot
It's time that I get my
Bullets in time to recoup
Regroup, I go back to the club with my troops
With a bad bitch that's on
My side lookin' like Hoopz
Who, I'm in the club, who, rollin' a dub
Who? Who got the flavor lookin'
Like flavor of love, who?
Who got the model? Who
Who got the bottle? Who?
Who got the truth that's looking
And willing to follow, who?
It's Zeltron the hell spawn, you know this
Uh it seems that I'm flying like lotus, uh
I'm fly like a bird catching locusts, uh
My 8 track stays on Black Moses, yeah
Way before wavy
Yeah, you know the Isaac Hayes shit
Way before wavy (leggo)
My 8 track still slaps
Way before a nigga ever had to write raps
Way before a nigga ever had to peel caps
Way before a nigga ever let the guns
Way before, way before, way before wavy
Way before '84, '94 baby
Way before many more you were born maybe
Way before, way before OJ was crazy
Driving Miss Daisy but I'm
Driving the Cadillac two girls in the lac
Hair braided to the back
Sipping on some Similac
Telling me to just relax
One is kissing on my neck
The others on my nutsack
She hide the dick, so where my nuts at?
So deep inside, like where her guts at?
Like Obi Wan I had to cut that
I bust my nut and then I cut back
Drop them off, now it's back to the mission
Let me show you how we do it, High Definition
Let the money talk, what the quarter said
Chilling in my water bed
Thinking 'bout the money
How to make the bread
For instance, a lucrative business
These niggas took the spot now
I'm back with a vengeance
Then I pay off the cops
Putting stacks in they pension
Look at the newspaper it's
Not even worth mentioning
The tabloid, I'm back boy
The 8 track slaps in my lac boy
Way before wavy calm yourself
That'll make you move
Way before wavy way before wavy
Calm yourself way before wavy
Way before wavy
There's time's way back, man
When we used to smoke kush and just chill
Man in the Cadillac Seville, man
Just thinkin' about the cosmos, man
You know astrology is where the knowledge be
You know?
Ayy, my 8 track stay slap
Way before I had a Cadillac with hub caps
Way before a nigga ever rocked a wave cap
Way before a nigga ever had to stay strapped
'Cause these niggas still tripping
Cadillac's dipping
Still pistol gripping, foes still tip in
Got hoes in the hotel just like the Tipton
Making money off of square
Niggas that's attempting
To get in the box but
They watching out for cops
"Yo I hear the sirens, shh, stop!"
Whoa, still, my 8 track still slaps
Runnin' through the city like a goddamn Mac
Kaleidoscope colors in a brand new 'Lac
My goons in the back do not wear all black
They wear white suit's
It's time for me to shoot
It's time that I get my
Bullets in time to recoup
Regroup, I go back to the club with my troops
With a bad bitch that's on
My side lookin' like Hoopz
Who, I'm in the club, who, rollin' a dub
Who? Who got the flavor lookin'
Like flavor of love, who?
Who got the model? Who
Who got the bottle? Who?
Who got the truth that's looking
And willing to follow, who?
It's Zeltron the hell spawn, you know this
Uh it seems that I'm flying like lotus, uh
I'm fly like a bird catching locusts, uh
My 8 track stays on Black Moses, yeah
Way before wavy
Yeah, you know the Isaac Hayes shit
Way before wavy (leggo)
My 8 track still slaps
Way before a nigga ever had to write raps
Way before a nigga ever had to peel caps
Way before a nigga ever let the guns
Way before, way before, way before wavy
Way before '84, '94 baby
Way before many more you were born maybe
Way before, way before OJ was crazy
Driving Miss Daisy but I'm
Driving the Cadillac two girls in the lac
Hair braided to the back
Sipping on some Similac
Telling me to just relax
One is kissing on my neck
The others on my nutsack
She hide the dick, so where my nuts at?
So deep inside, like where her guts at?
Like Obi Wan I had to cut that
I bust my nut and then I cut back
Drop them off, now it's back to the mission
Let me show you how we do it, High Definition
Let the money talk, what the quarter said
Chilling in my water bed
Thinking 'bout the money
How to make the bread
For instance, a lucrative business
These niggas took the spot now
I'm back with a vengeance
Then I pay off the cops
Putting stacks in they pension
Look at the newspaper it's
Not even worth mentioning
The tabloid, I'm back boy
The 8 track slaps in my lac boy
Way before wavy calm yourself
That'll make you move
Way before wavy way before wavy
Calm yourself way before wavy
Way before wavy