Carthage - JOE TEA. Lyrics

My girl went to Thailand and brought me back peace
Said I ain't prodigious she said bow at my feet
She think she a Buddha
I'm smacking that bunda
That shit is a treat

She telling me off
Baby I'll listen
Cause you can be sweet
That makes you the boss
Got you screaming said keep
Keep keep keep

I'm dodging and driving
Weaving and striding
All in my H
This shit is a civic I got the stripes
They see em and weep
All these slow ass niggas
I take off my shirt
They start to leak
Crazy how I'm weary
Of showing off
Cause I got that gleam
Asking what's your routine?
Shit's three years in the making
Like Tango no bacon
Ensnared by these woods like Kraven
I'm craving her touch but my girl is busy
She's lighting it up
I'm stuck in this city
Making my magnum opus
Ain't no hocus pocus
Niggas want that unity
But when the time comes they never focus
Ain't talking bout Ford
This the locus
I got control
You're feeble and hopeless

Let me tell you a secret

I'm a Jersey boy
They be saying I'm annoyed
I just shake my head
Say nah I'm just employed
Guess it's one in the same
I miss my plains
From the Garden State
Where we trudge for our aims
Niggas think I'm sane
I'm so well put together
Might be thanks to this weather.

F*ck a Taylor Ham or Pork Roll
I'm thinking more bout that Joe Tea
That Pasta Shop
I'm so free.
Baby
I'm just me. X2

It's all that I know x3