Chester Watson - Yetti lyrics
rate meSo I’m high as fuck
And probably out in London at the Royal
Watching practices for party dust
Still high as fuck
And diving in the pile, starting riots
Let the fire snuff lungs
Mellow clouds in the lighter, I spark it
Got homies that have seen more lies than a hyper dunk
Get it? I’m on top for the rising
And if I’m online bet a dime that I’m writing
While the plot’s thickening, liquor shots quickening
Hopscotch into the drop, dogs with a million
Suckers for gut, sizzle reluctant to plug
Fiddle sticks, little dick, niggas erupting for dutch
Brittles clean as the villain is, venomous
We kindle and chilling with the clutch
Take a puff, let the dutch kiss ‘em
But eat a dutch, man, black, Darth Vader shit
No DJ but first person watch the faith switch
Baking up, relaxing in a green hat
Brash on my shadow, lower tips so you can motherfucking feedback
And tell ‘em take his head, he don’t need that
Guillotine but his memories never leap fat
Please lean back like it’s all for
Got a steam pack, got shit, it’s so loco
Going harder than paparazzi for close photos
The US is debating the kamikaze, the ochos
But I don’t fuck with these niggas, I got the whole sector covered
Why fuck with these niggas? Just ‘cause I’m stuck with these niggas?
Bucked in a buck for this slipping
Mind is sharper than rationalizing cutlery
Usually not but she bat her eyes ‘cause she love me
I asked her, she didn’t deny it so I grabbed her thighs ‘cause she’s lovely
Corrupt view, these satin eyes with buttons
Rookie get a nookie, no cut, never sanitize, the mutt is G but that’s just how it is
Strike like paladins and kill ‘em all before the white knights invite cowardice
Chilling with devilry, showing her where Valery is
Beat it, leaving them ricochet to the alley
The demon who dares to face Zeus say to out them doobs
Say just look at her booty, it’s outstanding, check
It’s with the smooth sly heroin, June Bug finished two puffs so this narrow here
More Ds, potent chlorine causing cleric cleanse
Out of buds sorta white paste, got a narrow twist to him
It’s inherent, I need a therapist ‘cause sharing is caring
And apparently I could spare the wits
Aliens, oh, my gosh, I’mma pay lean and tall, just get the jist of what I say
But never get what I meant when I said that I had spent all of my grip
To go and get more ‘cause money earned is just money flipped, son
Brag about a bitch but you get none
Brag about your shit and get hit up
The models flock but the throttle pop
No iPhone, got an Android with an autobox
It sucks, it sucks, but I don’t even really use it
I never pay attention, I’m too busy with the music
Or I’m high as fuck
And writing gold on the iPod, no Midas touch
He fortified and people fear him like he Horus Eye
Morphine to the lore, black sword and a porcupine
Roofless, ruthless, our man get fruitless
The new kid but he arcade with usage, Scarface of the future
But I’ve been chilling with Shakespeare, we eating a parfait
Yeah, who to scarf if down, now I’m partial to juice
New rules, no peace, foul plays in the zoo, bitch
