brandUn Deshay - Rest Stop Flow (Feat. Casey Veggies & Tyler, The Creator) | Текст песни

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• Rest Stop Flow (Feat. Casey Veggies & Tyler, The Creator)

[Verse 1: brandUn Deshay]
I got that Alexander the Great type imperial flow
Butterfinger I’m droppin’ bars like my signal was low
My car full of Os, looking like the cereal bo
You hear me everywhere
(I'm everywhere)
But I ain't stereo doh
I hear they waiting for my downfall
Talking again
Shit, I tell em' fall back like it's autumn again
I know you waiting for my reply but that's all that you'll get
I got my mind on bigger shit
Tell them adios then
Doing this for the niggers before me
Life's a bitch but god forbid that bitch divorce me
Fucking with these and one hoes they quick to cross me
They found out the hard way I guess they lost me
I'm feeling quite bossly now
I don't need love
Walking on air with my feet up a thousand feet up
I've been telling those to speak up because the money talking
It's hard to hear with all these honeys talking
Everyday I be shining ask the weather man
Now it's girls on my jock like a Letterman
I'm just doing it the best
If that means I'm do it better than you
Fuck it whatever then all day
BranDun Deshay

[Verse 2: Casey Veggies]
I'm chillin' with the homies
Real talks, real conversations
Most of y'all speaking on what girl that nigga dating
I only speak to her and she say she facing
I hope she ain't got braces
Make her keep going til' I tell her she amazing
Casey keep spittin got these haters walking mazes
I used to play games now I'm playing for the payment
Born in '93 with my girl from the '80s
I just say it again to them
Lotta niggas try to stop me but I ran through them
Lotta niggas didn't believe I wave my hands to them
Now everybody know exactly what the man doing
Ro-man music pump it loud, go ahead and make it grand to it
I just grab my pen and pad and let my hands do it
It's Odd Future til' I stop you heard my first music
Now when you come and see me rock bring a hurse to it
You niggas

[Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator]
Ignorant, Atheist, sound like a fucking monster
Tall, skinny, lanky, buck it, fuck it badass posture
Copped some angle wings in hell
Where they discounted mounted
With the devil, he was formal and some Polo and some Dockers
Dancing with him playing vengeance Cindi Lauper with some Crips
In all red like they playin' Red Lobster
My bitch is white Italian to be exact
Mobster is her father and he'll kill me
When he finds out im reading her Harry Potter
Fuck him!, Im a Demon fill your daughter up with semen
With Supreme emboirderd logos, making fun of homos cause its funny
Tommy rugby hilfiger screaming nigger with a cluck
I'm a fuckin' Nazi with a condom, barley give a fuck
Odd Future Wolf Gang, Fuck Lame, 91'
We hockey fuckin' Marksmen, hit you with the Wolf Gang
Puck, trucks thunder now shes in the trunk wondering why shes about to get raped and chopped up, lumber
He said, write a sixteen, well she was seventeen
And I'm only eighteen and that's statutory rape
And if you fuckin' snitch on me I guess I'll make the great escape
To have a date with your dead body and I cannot be late
Might do a Ted Bundy, I can consider ya'll some haughtys
If they find me at my home, guess I gotta fuckin roam
All alone ,in the streets, gotta hustle drugs for food
Gotta sell beats for clothes if I really wanna eat
Fuck you, O.F.M. Bangin' on your mothafuckin' FM
Fuck Tammy
Fuck Tammy

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