Weekend Money - Break Spinal lyrics
rate meFt. WELL$ & Kool A.D
(Verse)
Weed and Fanta, money comin' pronto
Super cop, long ranger, fuck him in his tongue toe
Smoke out my nostril, smoke with my council
Step out the squatter, smoke pourin' out the Volvo
Five in the morning, tongue peeking through the skyline
I'm high out my mind, still money on my mind tho
Run all the time tho, same damn writing, runs in my mind tho
Cue shit mind santo, bags be break spinal and E spit pyro
And E spit verses from the ghetto Bible
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That's all I got, just....
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...sike, nah, got more, got bars, got flow
Got milk? Nah, yo, but got blow
Oh, the kinda budge you need to cop, yo
Not if you the capsule, that's the hustle of the back
Old man shout out to the start-o
Do without a motto, we be mashin' down no strewn
Rollin' ova potholes, oh, btw, Hunor wasn't up in the Rogers
(Verse 2)
It's that murder one, these niggas ain't heard of Young
Lookin' fo' cuts, boy, you talkin' to the surgeon son
I bought a train, shawty fight fo' shawty out in Cobain
Ride with me, you got that shaker, what these fries get me?
(I embody what yo eyes envy)
But I'm cool tho, smoother than the head
I'm Boris cold, yo, Austin Steve got a nigga stone cold
My vision way too big to be eva signed to stones grow
But it's not a diss, Weekend Money ain't make a song that's not a hit
But it's facts tho, efficient and tax fold
Young and impactful, with so much potential
My reality checks are factual
(Verse 3)
I'm in the Regal with Johnny Depp
By trendset you can feel me in the air like Beenie Segal
Suited with a pint of peanuts and a Mexican beer
I'm flexin', ya hear? In the drum, plus the rest of yo ear
I've a young philosophical scratchin' his beard for like the rest of the year
I'm presently here, are you presently not?
I'm presently hot, but like pleasantly hot?
Lotta rappers think they close to this
But they definitely not
Yo, vaness-in' is hot, so we put like vaness in a lot
Haha, monster, kick it like Saca, bend it like Ronaldo
I think I've said it before but I should mention again
You can always come for me like Waldo
In this journey I'm a journalist like, uhm
Heraldo, child to Geraldo
Sometimes a ballest, sometimes a ballmo
Way pot, but oh, yo, dawg, I'm a wiz with the bart
See me speakin' to these kids and these cars
Aye, yo, hey, kids, what it is, what it are?
How you feel like? Power to the things of your real life
Oh, word, that's cool
I just live off raps, yeah
don't play, yeah, I live off that
Notice the vibes, how I give off that
It's hella lot how these vibes how I give off
Pret!
Oh
(Outro)
OCD, I'm focused, B, hope
OCD, I'm focused, B, hope
OCD, I'm focused, B, hope
OCD, I'm focused, B, hope
OCD, I'm focused, B, hope
OCD, I'm focused, B, hope
OCD, I'm focused, B, hope
