Andrew Kelley - Meteor Hammer lyrics

rate me

I don't touch that swine

I want that unnecessary beef

You smoke garbage buds

We smoke tons of keef

Fishing, looking for that big-mouth bass

And flashing, jack your whole stash

In fashion, keep my goons lined

In an orderly fashion

It's glossy with 500 horsies in the Benz

Tinted out to spend the night

You ain't got angel funds is low, stack

Your bitch been a hoe, jack

Still scoop her up, bring her home

And blow that ‘cause Ghost be mostly

Looking pretty toasty

Front row at Mayweather vs. Mosley

With the Bin Laden bottle

A Brazilian model

Got the paparazzi jumping

Like I hit the Lotto

Party hard, like I'm fresh

Out of the cages

Outrageous like Charlie Sheen out in Vegas

You drop your pants to your ankles

At the urinal at the ballgame

I'm on the stool getting brain

From a tall dame ‘cause I'm 5'8'', shorty like 6'2''

Feed her coke, locked jaw like a pitbull

I was born to rep, you fucking with a hornet's nest

Old shooters in the corner like Hornacek

Young boys that be handling the rock

Chris Paul dish off, hammer in the sock

Gold flakes in the Gold Schlager

The ammo green XJ12, you know the old Jaguar

I got the birchwood lacing the interior

Poppy bagels getting flavored out in Syria

Only the Fonz, best laced plates

That reach maturity, dick sucked by Shannon Doherty

Take your temperature anally and orally

Make a batch of hummus drizzle royally with oil, B