Van Gogh’s Left Ear

[Intro]
(Now connected to ZelooperZ)

[Verse]
How sweet the sound when a brush touch a canvas
I gotta live, baby, I can't be famished
I'm just tryna get to my residuals, estatic
Old school telephone, baby gotta patch me in
Morse code bitch, bee-bee-beep, bee-bee-bee-beep me
Baby, I'ma make you cum, you can come come skeet on me
I don't know the rule of thumb, my fingerprint bring me cheese
Nigga play with mine, I make him tote and drum down the street
Gotta keep it real with you, I mean:
If I say that shit one time, will not repeat
Swear these hoes likе parrots, they be mockin' me
Mom's young jock bitchеs wanna ride with me
Birdman, pelican, bitches flock to me
Shh! Close the curtains, commence surgery
Burst up in the bitch like volcanoes in Hawaii
I'm livin' out my dreams, these bitches thinkin' I'm sightseein'
Kill the beat, get locked up, they ain't gon' write for me
She like, "You talk so smooth, why you rap so violently?"
Get in the groove, bitch, you might end up likin' me
Wear her in my [?], now she smiling like Trident
Old school nigga, you can find me where a fossil is
With the lobster is, where the mobster is, you where [?] is
Last year, bitch didn't have shit to her name
Now her ass fat, helium is the one to blame
Niggas goofy on the 'gram, that's the cost of the fame
Head enthusiast, she look a boss in the face
What the Peruvian, see it in his face
Big can hit the dope like I sprayed 'em with some ACE
Came in with an Asian bitch, like Cradle 2 The Grave
Call up bitch, my name is Z, but I ain't abbreviate it
Went on a hike, now a nigga feel rejuvenated
Seen where he come from, you would've say you never hate it
Come from the Everglades with the pine she was shaded
Bad bitch text me "Hey," but I ain't text her back for days
Got home, text her back, she like "Where the fuck you been?"
Told that bitch I was workin', she start trippin', can't fuck with the bitch again
Wonder where my mind went, I think I shipped the wrong paintin'
Clientele know I smoke good 'cause that bitch stankin'
I ain't aching, I'm a grade A nigga, where yo' rank is?
Alright, I pull out the shank, tell me where the plank is
Caribbean, [?]
I'm so high I feel like patient, can't feel ligaments
War on one, goin' out like "Who else leavin'?"
Bitch just wanted the head, she so misleadin'
Uh, she don't want me, fuck
Bitch wanna hit the head, well, I'm in good luck