Falconry
๐ต 2108 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:31 duration
๐ ID: 2247177
๐ Lyrics
Yo pass me the ball fool
You better fuckin' pick me, ya
Straight the fuck up, I roof this shit
Fuckin' 360 on this pussy
I don't give a fuck
I'll kick this motherfucking ball over the fence
No shoes on
I know you see me on the TV, lookin' like a hunk of beef
When I smell your baby mama's shit dungarees
Somebody get the kid a deal he sound like me
But nah, dunny don't get down like me
The falcon flies back to the glove when I whistle
Don't try to put me in the box like a tissue
Cause I push you in the box with a pink suit
Fuck around and have some squid ink soup, bitch
(Ah man there's so much fuckin' hash in this joint right now son)
Uh, you ain't a legend like Gianni
I'm so Queens like a Roy Wilkins T-shirt
With one arm shredded, and one arm missing
Dog, I was born with a lost vision
I learned quick I couldn't follow suit
Cause the Devil put the pork inside the dollar soup
Now I'm sittin' in first class with a hard dick
Listenin' to German guitar riffs, what a life
I was made like the beginning of Jurassic Park
When they took the fucking bluff on the mosquito with a dope needle
Then they shot it in a wild lie in 1983
I popped out holdin' an iron with a visor on
Yeah, uh huh
Yo, the videos are like a Jewish summer camp promo
Your ideas lack of dope, woah
Yo, silk cinder blocks, cinnamon socks
On the low like a whip without shocks
I bag bitches in flocks
Representative for everything official
Ya'll niggas can't live, so it's officially an issue
Quarter proof penmanship, padded on a rugby
Hammerin' the hamper 'case a nigga try to thug me
I'm a idol, my wave is tidal, forget survival
Treat the last record I broke just like a rival
Uh, I'm New York before it turned into a bike lane
Never had a light fame, split the pipe cane
It was written but I wrote it
Put religion right on my neck and then I froze it
Laurenovitch, yeah
3: 36 in the morning
Location: a drug infested area, Brooklyn, New York
What am I doing? Standing on an unidentified corner
With a Latin individual, corn rows, foam posits
All sorts of a felony in his waist
But who are you? She only loves me when I'm naked
You better fuckin' pick me, ya
Straight the fuck up, I roof this shit
Fuckin' 360 on this pussy
I don't give a fuck
I'll kick this motherfucking ball over the fence
No shoes on
I know you see me on the TV, lookin' like a hunk of beef
When I smell your baby mama's shit dungarees
Somebody get the kid a deal he sound like me
But nah, dunny don't get down like me
The falcon flies back to the glove when I whistle
Don't try to put me in the box like a tissue
Cause I push you in the box with a pink suit
Fuck around and have some squid ink soup, bitch
(Ah man there's so much fuckin' hash in this joint right now son)
Uh, you ain't a legend like Gianni
I'm so Queens like a Roy Wilkins T-shirt
With one arm shredded, and one arm missing
Dog, I was born with a lost vision
I learned quick I couldn't follow suit
Cause the Devil put the pork inside the dollar soup
Now I'm sittin' in first class with a hard dick
Listenin' to German guitar riffs, what a life
I was made like the beginning of Jurassic Park
When they took the fucking bluff on the mosquito with a dope needle
Then they shot it in a wild lie in 1983
I popped out holdin' an iron with a visor on
Yeah, uh huh
Yo, the videos are like a Jewish summer camp promo
Your ideas lack of dope, woah
Yo, silk cinder blocks, cinnamon socks
On the low like a whip without shocks
I bag bitches in flocks
Representative for everything official
Ya'll niggas can't live, so it's officially an issue
Quarter proof penmanship, padded on a rugby
Hammerin' the hamper 'case a nigga try to thug me
I'm a idol, my wave is tidal, forget survival
Treat the last record I broke just like a rival
Uh, I'm New York before it turned into a bike lane
Never had a light fame, split the pipe cane
It was written but I wrote it
Put religion right on my neck and then I froze it
Laurenovitch, yeah
3: 36 in the morning
Location: a drug infested area, Brooklyn, New York
What am I doing? Standing on an unidentified corner
With a Latin individual, corn rows, foam posits
All sorts of a felony in his waist
But who are you? She only loves me when I'm naked
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.95] Yo pass me the ball fool
[00:01.83] You better fuckin' pick me, ya
[00:03.64] Straight the fuck up, I roof this shit
[00:04.51] Fuckin' 360 on this pussy
[00:06.38] I don't give a fuck
[00:07.24] I'll kick this motherfucking ball over the fence
[00:10.00] No shoes on
[00:10.83] I know you see me on the TV, lookin' like a hunk of beef
[00:15.38] When I smell your baby mama's shit dungarees
[00:18.01] Somebody get the kid a deal he sound like me
[00:20.86] But nah, dunny don't get down like me
[00:23.55] The falcon flies back to the glove when I whistle
[00:27.16] Don't try to put me in the box like a tissue
[00:29.82] Cause I push you in the box with a pink suit
[00:32.55] Fuck around and have some squid ink soup, bitch
[00:35.23] (Ah man there's so much fuckin' hash in this joint right now son)
[00:38.02] Uh, you ain't a legend like Gianni
[00:40.74] I'm so Queens like a Roy Wilkins T-shirt
[00:44.30] With one arm shredded, and one arm missing
[00:47.00] Dog, I was born with a lost vision
[00:50.61] I learned quick I couldn't follow suit
[00:52.42] Cause the Devil put the pork inside the dollar soup
[00:55.13] Now I'm sittin' in first class with a hard dick
[00:58.89] Listenin' to German guitar riffs, what a life
[01:01.58] I was made like the beginning of Jurassic Park
[01:04.27] When they took the fucking bluff on the mosquito with a dope needle
[01:07.85] Then they shot it in a wild lie in 1983
[01:10.50] I popped out holdin' an iron with a visor on
[01:13.23] Yeah, uh huh
[01:15.05] Yo, the videos are like a Jewish summer camp promo
[01:20.56] Your ideas lack of dope, woah
[01:23.29] Yo, silk cinder blocks, cinnamon socks
[01:26.88] On the low like a whip without shocks
[01:28.60] I bag bitches in flocks
[01:29.59] Representative for everything official
[01:32.26] Ya'll niggas can't live, so it's officially an issue
[01:34.94] Quarter proof penmanship, padded on a rugby
[01:37.79] Hammerin' the hamper 'case a nigga try to thug me
[01:43.19] I'm a idol, my wave is tidal, forget survival
[01:45.53] Treat the last record I broke just like a rival
[01:47.30] Uh, I'm New York before it turned into a bike lane
[01:50.06] Never had a light fame, split the pipe cane
[01:51.99] It was written but I wrote it
[01:55.57] Put religion right on my neck and then I froze it
[01:59.19] Laurenovitch, yeah
[02:00.04] 3: 36 in the morning
[02:03.60] Location: a drug infested area, Brooklyn, New York
[02:09.11] What am I doing? Standing on an unidentified corner
[02:13.69] With a Latin individual, corn rows, foam posits
[02:17.21] All sorts of a felony in his waist
[02:19.93] But who are you? She only loves me when I'm naked
[02:26.20]
[00:01.83] You better fuckin' pick me, ya
[00:03.64] Straight the fuck up, I roof this shit
[00:04.51] Fuckin' 360 on this pussy
[00:06.38] I don't give a fuck
[00:07.24] I'll kick this motherfucking ball over the fence
[00:10.00] No shoes on
[00:10.83] I know you see me on the TV, lookin' like a hunk of beef
[00:15.38] When I smell your baby mama's shit dungarees
[00:18.01] Somebody get the kid a deal he sound like me
[00:20.86] But nah, dunny don't get down like me
[00:23.55] The falcon flies back to the glove when I whistle
[00:27.16] Don't try to put me in the box like a tissue
[00:29.82] Cause I push you in the box with a pink suit
[00:32.55] Fuck around and have some squid ink soup, bitch
[00:35.23] (Ah man there's so much fuckin' hash in this joint right now son)
[00:38.02] Uh, you ain't a legend like Gianni
[00:40.74] I'm so Queens like a Roy Wilkins T-shirt
[00:44.30] With one arm shredded, and one arm missing
[00:47.00] Dog, I was born with a lost vision
[00:50.61] I learned quick I couldn't follow suit
[00:52.42] Cause the Devil put the pork inside the dollar soup
[00:55.13] Now I'm sittin' in first class with a hard dick
[00:58.89] Listenin' to German guitar riffs, what a life
[01:01.58] I was made like the beginning of Jurassic Park
[01:04.27] When they took the fucking bluff on the mosquito with a dope needle
[01:07.85] Then they shot it in a wild lie in 1983
[01:10.50] I popped out holdin' an iron with a visor on
[01:13.23] Yeah, uh huh
[01:15.05] Yo, the videos are like a Jewish summer camp promo
[01:20.56] Your ideas lack of dope, woah
[01:23.29] Yo, silk cinder blocks, cinnamon socks
[01:26.88] On the low like a whip without shocks
[01:28.60] I bag bitches in flocks
[01:29.59] Representative for everything official
[01:32.26] Ya'll niggas can't live, so it's officially an issue
[01:34.94] Quarter proof penmanship, padded on a rugby
[01:37.79] Hammerin' the hamper 'case a nigga try to thug me
[01:43.19] I'm a idol, my wave is tidal, forget survival
[01:45.53] Treat the last record I broke just like a rival
[01:47.30] Uh, I'm New York before it turned into a bike lane
[01:50.06] Never had a light fame, split the pipe cane
[01:51.99] It was written but I wrote it
[01:55.57] Put religion right on my neck and then I froze it
[01:59.19] Laurenovitch, yeah
[02:00.04] 3: 36 in the morning
[02:03.60] Location: a drug infested area, Brooklyn, New York
[02:09.11] What am I doing? Standing on an unidentified corner
[02:13.69] With a Latin individual, corn rows, foam posits
[02:17.21] All sorts of a felony in his waist
[02:19.93] But who are you? She only loves me when I'm naked
[02:26.20]