The Alchemist, Earl Sweatshirt, Action Bronson - Warlord Leather lyrics
The Alchemist [Alan Daniel Maman] Beverly Hills, CA, U.S. 🇺🇸
Action Bronson [Ariyan Arslani] Queens, NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
[The Alchemist, Earl Sweatshirt, Action Bronson - Warlord Leather lyrics]
Dipped and writ his own ransom
Chest full of spliffs told the
Bitch it was cancer
Hit the road for some months
For the fan in the front row
Getting punched out
Screaming "Whoa" with his hands up
The glorious bastard is back
In that hoodie like a vein
That collapsed 'cause it's black
Sittin' shotty in the Mazda
Pack cover lap and his
His daddy like an answer
‘cause he never had one
Eyes all low on account of
What the grass done higher than the Masten
Five star telly, nice belly on the bad one
Heavy with the raps way 'cause
A nigga chip 'em out
Be really what attract the bitches
Switchin' brackets with the taxes
Never actin' different
Boney nigga think he's thin, kind of baggy
With some niggas that be trappin'
Shippin' packages their cake is up
Got my mama tripping like she
Jogging and her ankles touch
Now I'm at the Waldorf stressin'
Fidget with the zipper on the warlord leather
Whisky with the spliff
Because it goes more better
Why bench him if he's scoring
Under full court pressure
(Coughing) put me in coach put me in coach
I got this man I'm on fire tonight
Telling you uh
Your bitch pussy smells like Sway's hat
I'm like Swayze mixed with Sajak
In a straight jacket
Aim the iron at your facial bracket
You can't escape great magic
My mind make the fishes
Swim in strange patterns
Drift in the beige Saturn
Switchblades, new face, get the face tatted
Inside my lungs look shattered
Hanging backwards off a ladder
EBT card got my baby momma face on it
Big checks with my name on it
Put my name on it
My face is on the pen, cause I’m a G
Looking for some other shit
Send 'em down the street
Can't even compute on how much
I spent on then retreat
I spent up about a 11
000 Yen just on the feet
Another 27, 000 Yen just for the heat
Play the guitar with my teeth (Yeyeyeye ya)
Coach called him off the bench
Told his ass to sit down
Motherfucker you were picked up
In the sixth round
Throw him in the tub that's
Filled with hot sauce
I'm laid back, gettin' sucked, eatin' nachos
You know it's me motherfucker
You know it's me and it's me again
Dinosaur legs in the building
Yo, Gary! turn that shit up
I can't hear it motherfucker
Chest full of spliffs told the
Bitch it was cancer
Hit the road for some months
For the fan in the front row
Getting punched out
Screaming "Whoa" with his hands up
The glorious bastard is back
In that hoodie like a vein
That collapsed 'cause it's black
Sittin' shotty in the Mazda
Pack cover lap and his
His daddy like an answer
‘cause he never had one
Eyes all low on account of
What the grass done higher than the Masten
Five star telly, nice belly on the bad one
Heavy with the raps way 'cause
A nigga chip 'em out
Be really what attract the bitches
Switchin' brackets with the taxes
Never actin' different
Boney nigga think he's thin, kind of baggy
With some niggas that be trappin'
Shippin' packages their cake is up
Got my mama tripping like she
Jogging and her ankles touch
Now I'm at the Waldorf stressin'
Fidget with the zipper on the warlord leather
Whisky with the spliff
Because it goes more better
Why bench him if he's scoring
Under full court pressure
(Coughing) put me in coach put me in coach
I got this man I'm on fire tonight
Telling you uh
Your bitch pussy smells like Sway's hat
I'm like Swayze mixed with Sajak
In a straight jacket
Aim the iron at your facial bracket
You can't escape great magic
My mind make the fishes
Swim in strange patterns
Drift in the beige Saturn
Switchblades, new face, get the face tatted
Inside my lungs look shattered
Hanging backwards off a ladder
EBT card got my baby momma face on it
Big checks with my name on it
Put my name on it
My face is on the pen, cause I’m a G
Looking for some other shit
Send 'em down the street
Can't even compute on how much
I spent on then retreat
I spent up about a 11
000 Yen just on the feet
Another 27, 000 Yen just for the heat
Play the guitar with my teeth (Yeyeyeye ya)
Coach called him off the bench
Told his ass to sit down
Motherfucker you were picked up
In the sixth round
Throw him in the tub that's
Filled with hot sauce
I'm laid back, gettin' sucked, eatin' nachos
You know it's me motherfucker
You know it's me and it's me again
Dinosaur legs in the building
Yo, Gary! turn that shit up
I can't hear it motherfucker