Westside Gunn, Mach-Hommy, Keisha Plum - Easter Gunday 2 lyrics

Bow our heads, let us pray
Thou shall still not fuck with the Flygod
Who else has done what he has?
Fuckin' God risen from the Buffalo slums
Griselda gang, let them other niggas hang
Easter eggs finessed with rubies and gold
Keisha Plum
Giving you the greatest story never told
Pastry poochie, wild as David Ruffin on coke
Dripping in Gucci
It's Gunday, eat these words and die
Surprise surprise
She's still the illest poet alive

Ayo (boom) Ayo fuck these niggas yo (boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom) aye yo
'Fuck about (grrrdt) none of these niggas
Yo (Grrrrddddttt! boom boom boom boom boom)
Luxurious fly shit
(doot doot doot doot doot doot doot
Doot doot doot doot doot doot
Doot doot doot doot doot doot doot


Doot doot doot doot doot)

Ayo, infatuated by KAWS paintings
And laws waiting
Medusa on the saucer scrapin'
I be the flyest nigga ever, mirror mirror
Off White biker leather, yo
Superman all on my sweater yo
Warhol with the gloves on, turn the stove on
Money green, DB10's, you never drove with
I had the fiends on the
Block singing "West that nigga"
Yay dealer, J Dilla, 50 on both wrists's
Coke whippers
Chanel bags for both of my bitches, peace
(peace) sold dope for ten years straight
Dog sniff the readymade bag then fainted
Readymade frogman leaping over basics
Your favorite rapper a lil nigga
Let's face it
Know it, NYC apron like I'm baking, Lord
The chain cost thirty, thirty did 'em dirty
You fuckers ain't worthy, Lord
I do shit like
Cop a new whip when I'm bored
Griselda Records nigga
See the scale and the sword
Griselda Records nigga
It's the fuckin' almighty
Used to camp in the line
Now I'm getting boxes from Nike (ow)
Shoutout the Flygod's by Nike
Shout out to Chris from Play Cloths
I just might paint the Wraith gold
Face blown off, one shot though (Boom)
Hop in the Ghost and ghost
(skrr) Gucci goes for show
Free my nigga A, free my nigga Sos
(Free my niggas)
God, why you take so soon? (so soon)
Why you take him so soon Lord?
God, why you take 'Chine Gun so soon?
(so soon)
He never made it to twenty-five (twenty-five)
They never made it to twenty-five
(twenty-five)
They never made it to twenty-five
(twenty-five) why you took my nigga so soon?
Why you took him so soon?

Ayo, it's the Flygod himself
It's Easter Gunday
I just pissed champagne all morning
Last night was beautiful, we went out
Y'know, was there at your
Birthday weekend man we had the section
We popped bottles all night
Gorgeous bitches, smoking dope, you know
Fly of course, we just livin' life
Niggas dropping they albums man
I'm not fuckin' impressed neither
See I fell back for a minute
Doin' the clothes and shit
Everything sellin' out
Man I think the people-
Y'know this shit art, my
Nigga, this shit legendary, nah'mean like-
I I come with this shi- I I
Come with this shit-
Like, I come at this shit on some other shit
Y'nahmean
Niggas keep stealin' my fucking shit man
Nah'mean? Any- yo
I'm tired of niggas stealin' my shit man
Let's be fuckin real man
Nah'mean, your fucking favorite rappers
Some little niggas too
Tell you that, I don't give a fuck how-
Them niggas could be 42
Them niggas is still little niggas man!
Let's get that fuckin' straight
It's 'bout to be a hell of a year man
I just woke up and wanted to do this shit
Man i had to give y'all niggas part two man
And yo, i don't know what the
Fuck y'all niggas thought
But shit don't change over here my nigga
This shit is loyalty over here my nigga
No matter what so with that bein' said
(Yuh)