Asatro - ¥awn Lyrics

Told girl, girl, gotta quiet it down You're way too loud, you're way too loud
Band for band I'm talkin' pound for pound We runnin' the racks, then runnin' them down
Tell her she wet by the sound of her sound You get money by wage I get bills from the ground
Callin' me him, I'm the top of the town I tell her she took by the look of a gown
Hey, told girl, girl, quiet place now we we, on that library sound
Told bro ain't gonna be cept ground I'll hold no grudges, it ain't that deep
Unless you f*ck with V in the present right now
Only one president in town, I don't f*ck with Trump
Uncle Joe got the crown Talk of the town, I don't turn the shit down
I just got a gelato in Milan Catch another flight, Tokyo, I'm gone
I said, bro, gotta catch some Z's on that flight I said, I ain't tired, I can't help but yawn
Woke up in Japan on a chillest dude's lawn he ain't got a Japanese name, I call my boy Ron
Vo the name, remember that shit when you refer to the Don
I don't like seafood, I call my ops prawns, they pawns
Only, move one square at a time It's a slow advance till you get to my prime
I don't wanna be king, I'm more like the prince, of my time
Told girl, girl, gotta quiet it down You're way too loud, you're way too loud
Band for band, I'm talking pound for pound we running up racks, then running them down
Tell that she wet by sound of her sound, you get money by wage I get bills from the ground
Calling me him, I'm the top of the town I tell her she took by the look of her gown
Clocking the haters, I'm winding my hand
Then I dial and strike ten they soft like a rock, I put them to bed
And they calling me time like the hand striking ten on the clock
They call me a mouse cause I'm chasing cheddar, it's hickory dickory dock
Yeah, yeah, they call me a mouse cause I'm chasing cheddar, it's hickory dickory dock
Yo, you needing the dough cause you desperate and broke
While, I'm needing it most let my dough grow
Same bread you put in the bank to invest
The same bread you spend to get head from a ho
My role as a baker is baking the bread in the oven to cook
And you know that I did while your role is to bake
Is baking the bread in the oven to cook And now you got a kid
Told girl, girl, gotta quiet it down You're way too loud, you're way too loud
Band for band, I'm talking pound for pound we running up racks, then running them down
Tell that she wet by sound of her sound, you get money by wage I get bills from the ground
Calling me him, I'm the top of the town I tell her she took by the look of her gown
I'm gon' block a bitch, if she say she is
Tryna be a friend of me, her head's so good I worry about the damage to her mentally
I put a hole right through her skull from all the gawk
What can I say, my stick just shot right through her head
I think her surname, Kennedy yuh enemy, I tend to be, tend to me
Smoking green and drinking Hennessy my presence is an amenity
I go from shrooms and cocaine to methamphetamine
Tweaking off the ketamine, and that chimp
Told girl, girl, gotta quiet it down You're way too loud, you're way too loud
Band for band, I'm talking pound for pound we running up racks, then running them down
Tell that she wet by sound of her sound, you get money by wage I get bills from the ground
Calling me him, I'm the top of the town I tell her she took by the look of her gown