Mick Jenkins, Ghostface Killah - Padded Locks lyrics

Somebody put me on a leash
I'm buckin’ wild like the AK
'cause it came from KAYTRA
I point it down so you can't escape her
Even if you duck, duck goose neck
Your Canada Goose wet
Barred up from your boots to your crewneck
This that blue flame, put the
Green to this shit, this that blue dream
Put your schemes to the test in real
Life, bet you need a vest
Bet you need a vet niggas bitin’ crazy
Already seen a death by rabies
Niggas gettin' lazy diggin' holes
And pushin' daisies
Boonk actin' like it's gravy lookin'
Crazy on the internet
Niggas dirty dancin', no Patrick Swayze
Lover don’t get caught on your Savion
Glover for these white boys
They out here cancellin’ plans
At the last minute
You'll deny it then admit it
That type mad different, but I ain’t mad
I'm high as a kite
Trippin' supplyin' the light, niggas
Can’t buy this advice, listen
Caution with questionin' shit niggas
That claim you bitchin'
Get straight to the money whenever
Your hand start itchin'
Know that if you Rodman you'll
Never be Mike or Pippen
And you gotta know that ain't me dissin'
Dodgin' smoke screens
That ain't the Piff in the
Air or nigga smokin' different
Could read the same bible but
Niggas quote it different
They finna do clean water
Just like Prohibition
Already know the mission, why
They keep on missin', we grow more efficient

Gotta have it, please
Excuse the water bottle habit
Finger spazzin'
Make a nigga think this semi fully automatic
Fuck the dramatics
We get through them locks when they padded
I never had it
Gotta get the free gotta have it
(gotta have it) gotta have it, please
Excuse the water bottle habit
Finger spazzin'
Make a nigga think this semi fully automatic
Fuck the dramatics
We get through them locks when they padded
I never had it
Gotta get the free gotta have it
(gotta have it)

Ay yo these niggas mad thirsty
For the fame and glory
You's as basic as a baby daddy on Maury
Fuck your fake chain blingin'
Autotune singin'
I'm a killer bee straight out
The hive and I'm stingin'
Dirty sling Doctor, botox your girls lips up
We soul trainin' 'em like Don Cornell
Get your dick sucked
We fist fuckin' the money
We runnin' down jewelers
We flooded backstage out like
Ice in the coolers fuck the rulers
Donald Trump is a piece of shit
I got 36 chambers, hollow tip in the clip
Smoke a dick
No time for the games and dramatics
We blessed every morning
With today's mathematics
Put a hole in your cabbage
Quick to fuck up your party
Off your whole set nigga, you can ask Cardi
We used to lose our cracks and
We was runnin' from the narcies
Now we watchin' Shark Tank
Rolls up in the marquees

Gotta have it, please
Excuse the water bottle habit
Finger spazzin'
Make a nigga think this semi fully automatic
Fuck the dramatics
We get through them locks when they padded
I never had it
Gotta get the free gotta have it
(gotta have it) gotta have it, please
Excuse the water bottle habit
Finger spazzin'
Make a nigga think this semi fully automatic
Fuck the dramatics
We get through them locks when they padded
I never had it
Gotta get the free gotta have it
(gotta have it)