No Sons Over Saturn

[Verse 1: Eidolon]
I can count the people that I fuck with on one hand
On my Slumdog Millionaire catch me if you can movie shit
We cruising lit
Up with the clique
Snxp me and Rich
I take hit
Another hit

I put chartreuse in my cup and that powder on my gums
I ain’t bougie I stay goofy keep me stayin out a slump
This that 2012 attic music posted in the Rover
Take a trip to wonderland mixin vlad up in ya soda

We were made for this created this
See us in the photo
You chickens can cluck still get plucked like ya pollo
Rap game Han Solo your shit dead like dodo
St. Elsewhere shit
You get shook like a snow globe

[Verse 2: Richmaiden]
Coven in the cut
Why your posse pulling up?
You not from anywhere I been so pack your shit and get the fuck up outta my neck of the
Woods
I’m running down to plum
Pick up Snxp i know he keeps the stuff twisted up in a blunt

Don’t speak about no plug
You just a slave to drugs
Stay rushing from the fuzz while I’m sipping on the stuff
Posted up alone because I’ll never trust no one
They claim to give a fuck
They just putting on a front

Just because…
Just because…
Don’t know me
You don’t know enough
Nobody does
Stay posted with my fuckin chum
Straight out the mud
This be the Coven
Get the fuck up out my presence if you not one of us
Summoned