I told the trumpets 15
Take 15
Strollin up the ave
In comfortable penny loafers
With the tan jacket
And the darker brown
Elbow patches
38 Magnum
Gold wrappers
Bystanders watch me jump forty feet in the sky
To avoid the cars crashin
I'm the new Action Jackson
Praying hands to part the beads
As I entered the room
Zenith remote on the table
Next to the party favors
Caribou taxidermy on the wall
With the gold chain
Chopsticks lifted the lo mein
Tweakin the lows in the mains
I put the flame to the sage
Aura glowin like Bruce Leroy
In his final stage
The aroma of legends in the muthaf*ckin place
All this negligence of the culture
Riskin it being erased
For real nigga
It's hard as f*ck
Watchin
Watchin niggaz treat whatchu love like trash
That shit hurt
My goose laid a golden egg
It was perfect timing
I couldn't miss if I tried it
I'm Brady throwin spirals
You know me
Eatin coal
Shittin out diamonds
I was broke
All I had was hope and a promise
The homie was gettin money
Told me keep rhymin
F*ck robbin
If you can't afford it
I'll lace you on the side
Like some Dennis Rodmans
Took a sword to the shoulder blades
I feel knighted
Check
I'm fresh
Now these hoes wanna hit me cuz I'm fly
Like a flight on United
If you bitin
I promise you vomit
Nigga you want like it
How I know
F*ck it I'm Psychic
Bad white bitch
Look like Julia Dreyfus
You shoulda seen what she was drivin
You shoulda seen what she was drivin
Like the young Julia too
Like back on Seinfeld and shit
She had on a Black Lives Matter T-Shirt
I'll never f
I'll never f*ckin forget it
A Black Lives Matter T-Shirt
You know
I'm bout
I'm bout unity and solidarity
I'm tryna bring people together
Like why
You know
Why would I not
Type shit so
Tru
You know like
We just be chillin ya know
J be askin me some questions
I say yeah
He asked me the same question again like
Don't waste my mothaf*ckin time
I done told you already
Ya know
We got like Mike Tomlin lookin
Motherf*cker here too
Spittin some bars
I'm about to give my
Steelers jersey
And a little head set
Yeah
Shit you know
I just got my box wine in my bathroom
Ya know just
Pourin up
Pourin up
All day and night
My box wine
$17
I don't even know man
I don't even know
Yo can I get a lil bit
Can I get a lil bit of verb in my headphones
I need to hear myself more
Wizz be tryna engineer
Something with the playback engine
He doesn't know
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I told the trumpets 15
Take 15
Strollin up the ave
In comfortable penny loafers
With the tan jacket
And the darker brown
Elbow patches
38 Magnum
Gold wrappers
Bystanders watch me jump forty feet in the sky
To avoid the cars crashin
I'm the new Action Jackson
Praying hands to part the beads
As I entered the room
Zenith remote on the table
Next to the party favors
Caribou taxidermy on the wall
With the gold chain
Chopsticks lifted the lo mein
Tweakin the lows in the mains
I put the flame to the sage
Aura glowin like Bruce Leroy
In his final stage
The aroma of legends in the muthaf*ckin place
All this negligence of the culture
Riskin it being erased
For real nigga
It's hard as f*ck
Watchin
Watchin niggaz treat whatchu love like trash
That shit hurt
My goose laid a golden egg
It was perfect timing
I couldn't miss if I tried it
I'm Brady throwin spirals
You know me
Eatin coal
Shittin out diamonds
I was broke
All I had was hope and a promise
The homie was gettin money
Told me keep rhymin
F*ck robbin
If you can't afford it
I'll lace you on the side
Like some Dennis Rodmans
Took a sword to the shoulder blades
I feel knighted
Check
I'm fresh
Now these hoes wanna hit me cuz I'm fly
Like a flight on United
If you bitin
I promise you vomit
Nigga you want like it
How I know
F*ck it I'm Psychic
Bad white bitch
Look like Julia Dreyfus
You shoulda seen what she was drivin
You shoulda seen what she was drivin
Like the young Julia too
Like back on Seinfeld and shit
She had on a Black Lives Matter T-Shirt
I'll never f
I'll never f*ckin forget it
A Black Lives Matter T-Shirt
You know
I'm bout
I'm bout unity and solidarity
I'm tryna bring people together
Like why
You know
Why would I not
Type shit so
Tru
You know like
We just be chillin ya know
J be askin me some questions
I say yeah
He asked me the same question again like
Don't waste my mothaf*ckin time
I done told you already
Ya know
We got like Mike Tomlin lookin
Motherf*cker here too
Spittin some bars
I'm about to give my
Steelers jersey
And a little head set
Yeah
Shit you know
I just got my box wine in my bathroom
Ya know just
Pourin up
Pourin up
All day and night
My box wine
$17
I don't even know man
I don't even know
Yo can I get a lil bit
Can I get a lil bit of verb in my headphones
I need to hear myself more
Wizz be tryna engineer
Something with the playback engine
He doesn't know
Take 15
Strollin up the ave
In comfortable penny loafers
With the tan jacket
And the darker brown
Elbow patches
38 Magnum
Gold wrappers
Bystanders watch me jump forty feet in the sky
To avoid the cars crashin
I'm the new Action Jackson
Praying hands to part the beads
As I entered the room
Zenith remote on the table
Next to the party favors
Caribou taxidermy on the wall
With the gold chain
Chopsticks lifted the lo mein
Tweakin the lows in the mains
I put the flame to the sage
Aura glowin like Bruce Leroy
In his final stage
The aroma of legends in the muthaf*ckin place
All this negligence of the culture
Riskin it being erased
For real nigga
It's hard as f*ck
Watchin
Watchin niggaz treat whatchu love like trash
That shit hurt
My goose laid a golden egg
It was perfect timing
I couldn't miss if I tried it
I'm Brady throwin spirals
You know me
Eatin coal
Shittin out diamonds
I was broke
All I had was hope and a promise
The homie was gettin money
Told me keep rhymin
F*ck robbin
If you can't afford it
I'll lace you on the side
Like some Dennis Rodmans
Took a sword to the shoulder blades
I feel knighted
Check
I'm fresh
Now these hoes wanna hit me cuz I'm fly
Like a flight on United
If you bitin
I promise you vomit
Nigga you want like it
How I know
F*ck it I'm Psychic
Bad white bitch
Look like Julia Dreyfus
You shoulda seen what she was drivin
You shoulda seen what she was drivin
Like the young Julia too
Like back on Seinfeld and shit
She had on a Black Lives Matter T-Shirt
I'll never f
I'll never f*ckin forget it
A Black Lives Matter T-Shirt
You know
I'm bout
I'm bout unity and solidarity
I'm tryna bring people together
Like why
You know
Why would I not
Type shit so
Tru
You know like
We just be chillin ya know
J be askin me some questions
I say yeah
He asked me the same question again like
Don't waste my mothaf*ckin time
I done told you already
Ya know
We got like Mike Tomlin lookin
Motherf*cker here too
Spittin some bars
I'm about to give my
Steelers jersey
And a little head set
Yeah
Shit you know
I just got my box wine in my bathroom
Ya know just
Pourin up
Pourin up
All day and night
My box wine
$17
I don't even know man
I don't even know
Yo can I get a lil bit
Can I get a lil bit of verb in my headphones
I need to hear myself more
Wizz be tryna engineer
Something with the playback engine
He doesn't know
Writer: Brandon Deener, Justin Oliver
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid