Balderdash

[Verse 1: EP]

Waiting for my physical to ascend to give me flowers
Rather sip whiskey sours in the wee hours
Three showers scouring cologne to spray
Hitting Joni in Boney Hay for pony play
The only way parlay then scoop some bucks
From soup to nuts hop in a coupe deluxe
The two poo-putts with loot influx
Unscrupulous off the Vermouth and dust

[Verse 2: Matter ov Fact]

The shit ain’t new to us he’s waiting for you to spark it
Committing fairway fraud not on the linx but the supermarket
Terrorize the canned foods department
In State property jeans with twenty two compartments
(Hey you stop right there)
Many talents like Kareem Jabbar
Trained stuntman careen a car
Play a mean guitar
Staring like they’ve never seen a star
Cloaked out dancing bachata at bailarina bars

[Verse 3: EP]

A Ganga strictly biz cause being broke evokes a ton of pain
Rather run a Twitch sub train than run a train
Once we settle out it’s whatever black
Middletown milfs with queen of spade tats above the a crack
DNA jacked (In fact)
They respect the dwar E to the P
And MOF the born ectomorph
Run the course until he’s wrinkled like a Sharpei
Carpe diem with sweaty palms so pass the Carpe

[Verse 4: Matter ov Fact]

Vicky won’t licky uh
Icky She’s too picky uh
On each piggy a paronychia
Ask Nicki she’s a cult townie
From Humboldt County
Down to bolt from her bounty
Use Downy on the black cloak rare couture
Bare stomach full of air and hair bezoars
We share s’mores on some velour chairs indoors
Prepare for wars, on/off land and shores