Danny Brown - Side A lyrics

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Danny Brown - Side A lyrics

In the kitchen, oven open for the heat Got my young, light skinned ho rollin' up the tree Wearin' jackets in the house, it's the Michigan way Boiling water on the stove, Ramen noodles for dinner Dope fiends out the halfway house and they still sniffin' Homie mommy's 50, smokin' and still tricking' Still talkin' sh** with this Lucy I'm a** lickin' See my breath when I talk, but n***a, I ain't trippin' Landlord is, the n***a tryna put us out Sellin' all the samples, can't afford to give 'em out Just copped a half track, see my n***a tryna get it Standin' on the baseline, Scottie Pippen pivot Needles in they arms just to keep the lights on sh**, f** around, be on hardcore pawn Tryna get this sh** off, the winter, we snuck in Won't live for anything, but might die for nothin' They want that old Danny Brown To bag up and sell a whole pound Might have to go and get my braids back Matter of fact, go and bring them AKs back They want that old Danny Brown To bag up and sell a whole pound Might have to go and get my braids back Matter of fact, go and bring them AKs back In the Cutty same color as steak sauce Eyeballed the work, but was just a .8 off Vet in the game, first seed in the playoffs Meet me at the Coney, gotta get this weight off Balmains fittin' like a n***a went swimmin' in 'em I'm waxed and I'm shinin', hardwood floor who*e want it hardcore, squirt it on her jaw Lookin' at the who*e like "what you came here for?" Linwood n***a, heat on him, no stash box Turn a g**ner's bandana to a rag top Old head, dope fiend, cookin' up the yay Young boys'll shoot your face for them Cartiers Came a long way takin' $3 for a nick' Cop an 8 ball, tryna stack for the zip Now I'm in the rap game, verse worth a brick Fiends linin' up for a hit of this sh** (And I reps that sh**, right now and forever) (And I reps that sh**, right now and forever) They want that old Danny Brown To bag up and sell a whole pound Might have to go and get my braids back Matter of fact, go and bring them AKs back They want that old Danny Brown To bag up and sell a whole pound Might have to go and get my braids back Matter of fact, go and bring them AKs back