Spoken In Tongue

If you talkin' blue hundreds, I got several
How you pop shit? You ain’t even special
Right shoulder on angel, therefore I’m devil
Call me a legend of this era
How you a gangster tattle-talin'?
Pardon my French, where are my manners?
Please no cameras, brand new standards
(Woah, Kenny!)
This not a diss
You’ll need to go find a new niche (Dig)
We keep the Draco like we from the 6 (The 6)
I’m just gon' dirty the Mist (Ooh, yeah)
I do them dirty, you’re dinner
A nigga I labeled a friend
I beat him like he Ableton
Said, «Fuck it,» then do it again
Ooh, not in it, I been it (Not in)
I’m feelin' I’m finished (I feel it)
The fur, chinchilla (Chinchill')
Lil' brr, I’m chillin' (Chill)
I’m high, I won’t land like a tenant
I’m high, I might land on a nemis'
I’m feelin' like Dennis the Menace
The chopper jerk him in the chin
I look at his mind like a riddle
If you talkin' blue hundreds, I got several
How you pop shit? You ain’t even special
Right shoulder on angel, therefore I’m devil
Call me a legend of this era
How you a gangster tattle-talin'?
Pardon my French, where are my manners?
Please no cameras, brand new standards
No Michael Jackson, this it
I’m flowin' like slittin' my wrists (Wrists)
No condom, I’m takin' the risk (The risk)
I’m shakin', I’m bakin', he missed (He missed)
That dick in her mouth, so she lisp (She lisp)
You slip and you can’t fix your grip (Your grip)
My money is bangin' the Crip (The Crip)
Got water like sinkin' a ship (A ship)
She got a long tongue, she hiss (Yeah)
She got a lil' son, she MILF (She MILF)
The 30 gon' hang like cliff
Bitch, I’m a star like Revenge of the Sith
Like Rasheed Wallace, your head got switched (Got switched)
Yeah, it’s real dark on the shift (The shift)
I can’t even kick like Kith (Yeah)
I be like Neo in the Matrix (Yeah)
If you talkin' blue hundreds, I got several
How you pop shit? You ain’t even special
Right shoulder on angel, therefore I’m devil
Call me a legend of this era
How you a gangster tattle-talin'?
Pardon my French, where are my manners?
Please no cameras, brand new standards
If you talkin' blue hundreds, I got several
How you pop shit? You ain’t even special
Right shoulder on angel, therefore I’m devil
Call me a legend of this era
How you a gangster tattle-talin'?
Pardon my French, where are my manners?
Please no cameras, brand new standards