6am(merch.)

Merch...

Merch...

(Eugh...)
Watch this anomaly trek the Earth
Practicing
Crackhead economics
The phonics in
Nothing but King's
English
The pig
Latin
Hadn't
Had me
Distinguished from
John

And it's hard to be holding gold
When your country elects a leprechaun...

Merch

(Eughhh...)

One of these days you'll find us chilling in them rental cars

Some get there by pushing twenties
I do extra pullin cards

We used to rock the crazy frames and the good woods

Now I'm decked in the purple
Jazz it up like I'm Shug

I've been moving in L's
That's Lost in your neighborhood

Don't know jack about him
But you know
The lil' boy can spell good

That's back when a nigga was getting carded for swishers

A wizard been flipping his scripts every single December

I'm got my toes spreaded and knees bent for your heaviest hitters

A heavenly rhetoric leatherneck got napkins for dinner

I'm focused on eatin but
Not necessarily getting bigger

Who'd you rather to rap when the beat
Got back like Brazilian?

...That's Dem Franchise Boys
Like a snap decision

Hit the nae nae on your ashes
And destroy a food pavilion

I'm ravenous
I'm not the happiest camper...
(I'm not...)
(Stay away from me.)

(K-killas can't touch it
N-Now they givin me dap.)

That's how it goes
You mix some Kydd in your drink

This for them moms who wash their kids in the sink

Up in the kitchen draw them squiggles on this nigga he stink

Them poisonous points in the penmanship poised for attack and never defense

Up in the land of them wooden fences
They thought my trifling nature was gone

We in them divots and alleys beckoning ancestors home

While all our neighbors focused on appearances and

That's middle finger to any
Committee member
Complaining about my
Mama lawn

Knock knock and that
Nigha gone

Not sure just what
Plane I'm on

But it ain't the
Place that I was

Born
Merch...

Like money-out-pocket merch
(Dice on the ground, bet.)

Shirt on your back merch
(Money ain't down, bet)

Like pinkie promise, merch
(Gimme your word and bet)

Just being honest, merch
(Look, but don't touch the merch.)

Now I ain't certain, merch

...now I ain't certain, merch

...And now my feelings hurt, like

...And they said that the kiddie can't rap

(K-killas can't touch it
N-Now they givin me dap.)x3