Hairless Horsemen (feat. Boogie)

Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy
I'm just a shoulder and neck until my b*tch give me head
I start f*cking my devils and put my karma to bed
I might go back to fraud 'cause this rap sh*t is flawed
They just cap for applause, they owe an arm and a leg
Ayy, I seen that chopper and that money counter both go "Brrrrrrr"
Barking up the wrong tree, I done smoked too much moss
These days I'm killing gods, I had to get that across
Cross me, that's like tryna cross the street cross-eyed
And cross-faded out the crosswalk 'til you cross paths
Where the hot rod, clapping cheeks until my d*ck clap
That's a hot rod, but she still tied to my meat
Like Lady Gaga, they googly-eyed after they Google me
Giggling, growing my gigabytes, I'm grooving, you goofy
I had b*tches tryna be on my penis since Zenon
Looked at Raven-Symone and said, "Cetus Lapidus!"
At the moment, I'm always taking meetings
Already too many assumptions taking meanings
All the men, abandonment, the management that's making them
That was six different ways for me to spell "ATM"
I got six different plays for me to melt ATMs
I got six different states where I need to mail ATMs
Not on no modest sh*t, honestly, I could humble the hottest b*tch
Don't have rings on no hobbit sh*t but still tell her I got a b*tch
Hopping out the house, hooting, holl'ing, sauce, gravy
I never really had the sauce, boy, the sauce had me
I'm just a shoulder and neck until my b*tch give me head
I start f*cking my devils and put my karma to bed
I might go back to fraud 'cause this rap sh*t is flawed
They just cap for applause, they owe an arm and a leg
Ayy, I seen that chopper and that money counter both go "Brrrrrrr"
Uh, yo, yo, yo, yo
I seen that money and my baby mama both go-
Uh, ain't had no sound for that, uh, smokin' on power
That power push me to power-nap, uh
Bathing in Hell while the Devil cry on my shower-cap, uh
I got this house full of the dead and sh*t I gotta put to bed
'Cause they been living rent-free inside my motherf*cking head
And if I die for what I said and they kill me for this verse
Make sure my kid know his worth 'cause he gon' inherit the earth
I turn and rappers say they all friends, uh
Tell 'em I'll b*tch-slap 'em with God's hands, uh
I had to count all my losses, I had to get in my pocket
Negative thoughts in my wallet, I had to turn it to profits
They probably tryna kill my innocence, uh
Premeditated versus coincidence, uh
Typical n*gga sh*t, I'm sick of sh*t but act like I ain't bothered
'Cause the world done poured lava on my motherf*cking chakra
What the f*ck?
I might go back to fraud 'cause this rap sh*t is flawed
I'm just a shoulder and neck until my b*tch give me head
I start f*cking my devils and put my karma to bed
I might go back to fraud 'cause this rap sh*t is flawed
They just cap for applause, they owe an arm and a leg
Ayy, I seen that chopper and that money counter both go "Brrrrrrr"