Carol and Sullivan Freestyle by King of Nothing Lyrics
Lyrics
Wonder why I only write on drugs?
Prolly cause I only write on drugs...
Took an addy now my eyes won't shut
Yeah I got that shit prescribed, so what?
Post up, pole stuck in a dumb hoe
Young hoe, hella gung-ho
Think I'm finna give you anything you want? Oh no
But it is one thing that I wan know
When you gon preach what you practice?
I'm only tryna hear you speak through your actions
You wanna be my last bitch or my last bitch?
I'll put your name on a star or a blacklist, with asterisks
Burn a bridge then a spliff then an instrumental
Typical events when you're in my mental
Incense gifts and tinted windows
Strip then decrypt innuendo
Phone goes of in the middle of the night
Preciate the call, and yeah everything (is) alright
But I know you know I know you got a nigga in your type
And I heard he's" super dope, like really more your type"
Um...aite
Yep, that's tight
Cool that you decided
To step past lines and forget past ties
But I'll let that slide
Yo I guess that's fine
Better yet that's Gucci mama
My granny told me don't be messin round with them hoochie mama's
You know my brothers in the house I'm jim belushi mama
And no these chill pills ain't no ludes but we still Lucy on em
Oil and gentleman jack
Pour the liquor rip dabs
Call in sick or skip class
Just so we can get trashed
King of the kickback
Mage of the rager
Girl you gotta thick ass, make you some paper
Dip lo, switch that
Major the lazer
Bet a nigga hit that
Make you a wager
Shit you fuckin with a player
Jk
Still scrape plates
And all these plane ticket finna make my brand break
But I still treat every Thursday like a vaca
Then wake up at 8 a
M and day drank
Way you'd show up at my door like a Latter Day Saint always made Sundays the best
You knew I was hung over
So you'd always come over with some pop tart s'mores and fresh
Squeezed o j
Lean on me
Breathe homie, it'll be ok
Always cum together then we leave lonely but jwo wanna play the game with the cheat codes saved
You and me an awful lot like the free throw paint
And you know you're better off when you leave those lanes
I just never woulda thought it could be so painful to speak yo name
Wonder why I only write on drugs?
Prolly cause I only write on drugs...
Took an addy now my eyes won't shut
Yeah I got that shit prescribed, so what?
Post up, pole stuck in a dumb hoe
Young hoe, hella gung-ho
Think I'm finna give you anything you want? Oh no
But it is one thing that I wan know
When you gon preach what you practice?
I'm only tryna hear you speak through your actions
You wanna be my last bitch or my last bitch?
I'll put your name on a star or a blacklist, with asterisks
Burn a bridge then a spliff then an instrumental
Typical events when you're in my mental
Incense gifts and tinted windows
Strip then decrypt innuendo
Phone goes of in the middle of the night
Preciate the call, and yeah everything (is) alright
But I know you know I know you got a nigga in your type
And I heard he's" super dope, like really more your type"
Um...aite
Yep, that's tight
Cool that you decided
To step past lines and forget past ties
But I'll let that slide
Yo I guess that's fine
Better yet that's Gucci mama
My granny told me don't be messin round with them hoochie mama's
You know my brothers in the house I'm jim belushi mama
And no these chill pills ain't no ludes but we still Lucy on em
Oil and gentleman jack
Pour the liquor rip dabs
Call in sick or skip class
Just so we can get trashed
King of the kickback
Mage of the rager
Girl you gotta thick ass, make you some paper
Dip lo, switch that
Major the lazer
Bet a nigga hit that
Make you a wager
Shit you fuckin with a player
Jk
Still scrape plates
And all these plane ticket finna make my brand break
But I still treat every Thursday like a vaca
Then wake up at 8 a
M and day drank
Way you'd show up at my door like a Latter Day Saint always made Sundays the best
You knew I was hung over
So you'd always come over with some pop tart s'mores and fresh
Squeezed o j
Lean on me
Breathe homie, it'll be ok
Always cum together then we leave lonely but jwo wanna play the game with the cheat codes saved
You and me an awful lot like the free throw paint
And you know you're better off when you leave those lanes
I just never woulda thought it could be so painful to speak yo name