ALMOND BUTTER by BLDY RXSE Lyrics
[INTRO: FLAIRE]
You dont wanna fuck with the god
You dont wanna fuck with the god
Niggas wanna test me huh
Put they ass ten feet down
You dont wanna fuck with the god
You dont wanna fuck with the
[VERSE 1: RAB]
You can't fuck with the real nigga
You ain't nun like a real nigga
Keep it brief just in case ya chattin, Mandel how I deal with ya
Spread the word to my lil niggas
They be movin kinda different *uhh*
You can't feed em after 12 *no*, they be moving like they Gremlins
They do niggas kinda vicious, and so do I
Split a nigga screen like its Golden Eye
Or split his mind M Night Shamylan
Live a fast life like its Ramadan
Get my run on I'm a comma don, in a commodore thats some classic shit you can't find no more
Im a classic man, you could ask my ex
Im the type of nigga she can't find no more
Wine and dining whores ain't my style I just chill for a while
Take that yak off chill then I wild
Get the digits then I dial
Tell her she could have my child
Know damn well I just styled
Meaning im lying to her, she get lusty off my style
Tell her to keep it down, cause real niggas ain't talkin too loud
[HOOK: EASTERN FOREIGNER]
It’s gon come
But it’ll be fickle
It’s gon leave u with little
And when it’s done
You’ll be riddled
Why you settle for middle?
Or why u try to be civil?
You should leave em crippled
I count my blessings in triples
I’m taking off like a missile
And when it comes
There’s no signal
But it’s actually simple
It’s not a flush
It’s a trickle
And then the rush
Is official
And when it comes
Better run because it’s coming to get you
And when it comes
Better run because it’s coming to get you
(You know I’m coming to get ya)
[VERSE 2: HANZ]
Two tone two face
Inside two door coupe race
Foot on the gas pedal too bape
Backseat new lace, sipping on Kool aid
Translation
Ghetto bitches giving me sugar
Push up
Double D’s
‘til I look up
To the sky
Then I gotta catch my eye
Stare into the sun too long
Mirror never seemed so strong
Never been, never will
Make a stripper know how the weather feel
Maintain cream ‘til God return
On second thought, the question burns
Stash the guap or diddy bop
Part of me is sticking to the plan
But half of me is thinking dapper Dan
Drag swag
To the ends of the earth, come back
Dirt on my fur but I heard from a nerd
That the girls be frontin’ either way for the curve
After party in my Winnebago
Way before they sing buneos noches
Karaoke with a Kali Uchis
Then end night with a fake communion
[HOOK: EASTERN FOREIGNER]
It’s gon come
But it’ll be fickle
It’s gon leave u with little
And when it’s done
You’ll be riddled
Why you settle for middle?
Or why u try to be civil?
You should leave em crippled
I count my blessings in triples
I’m taking off like a missile
And when it comes
There’s no signal
But it’s actually simple
It’s not a flush
It’s a trickle
And then the rush
Is official
And when it comes
Better run because it’s coming to get you
And when it comes
Better run because it’s coming to get you
(You know I’m coming to get ya)
You dont wanna fuck with the god
You dont wanna fuck with the god
Niggas wanna test me huh
Put they ass ten feet down
You dont wanna fuck with the god
You dont wanna fuck with the
[VERSE 1: RAB]
You can't fuck with the real nigga
You ain't nun like a real nigga
Keep it brief just in case ya chattin, Mandel how I deal with ya
Spread the word to my lil niggas
They be movin kinda different *uhh*
You can't feed em after 12 *no*, they be moving like they Gremlins
They do niggas kinda vicious, and so do I
Split a nigga screen like its Golden Eye
Or split his mind M Night Shamylan
Live a fast life like its Ramadan
Get my run on I'm a comma don, in a commodore thats some classic shit you can't find no more
Im a classic man, you could ask my ex
Im the type of nigga she can't find no more
Wine and dining whores ain't my style I just chill for a while
Take that yak off chill then I wild
Get the digits then I dial
Tell her she could have my child
Know damn well I just styled
Meaning im lying to her, she get lusty off my style
Tell her to keep it down, cause real niggas ain't talkin too loud
[HOOK: EASTERN FOREIGNER]
It’s gon come
But it’ll be fickle
It’s gon leave u with little
And when it’s done
You’ll be riddled
Why you settle for middle?
Or why u try to be civil?
You should leave em crippled
I count my blessings in triples
I’m taking off like a missile
And when it comes
There’s no signal
But it’s actually simple
It’s not a flush
It’s a trickle
And then the rush
Is official
And when it comes
Better run because it’s coming to get you
And when it comes
Better run because it’s coming to get you
(You know I’m coming to get ya)
[VERSE 2: HANZ]
Two tone two face
Inside two door coupe race
Foot on the gas pedal too bape
Backseat new lace, sipping on Kool aid
Translation
Ghetto bitches giving me sugar
Push up
Double D’s
‘til I look up
To the sky
Then I gotta catch my eye
Stare into the sun too long
Mirror never seemed so strong
Never been, never will
Make a stripper know how the weather feel
Maintain cream ‘til God return
On second thought, the question burns
Stash the guap or diddy bop
Part of me is sticking to the plan
But half of me is thinking dapper Dan
Drag swag
To the ends of the earth, come back
Dirt on my fur but I heard from a nerd
That the girls be frontin’ either way for the curve
After party in my Winnebago
Way before they sing buneos noches
Karaoke with a Kali Uchis
Then end night with a fake communion
[HOOK: EASTERN FOREIGNER]
It’s gon come
But it’ll be fickle
It’s gon leave u with little
And when it’s done
You’ll be riddled
Why you settle for middle?
Or why u try to be civil?
You should leave em crippled
I count my blessings in triples
I’m taking off like a missile
And when it comes
There’s no signal
But it’s actually simple
It’s not a flush
It’s a trickle
And then the rush
Is official
And when it comes
Better run because it’s coming to get you
And when it comes
Better run because it’s coming to get you
(You know I’m coming to get ya)