Erick Arc Elliott - Thug Waffle lyrics

[Verse 1: Meechy Darko] Today I purchased a coffin and I ain't even die yet Smoked about a hundred blunts and I ain't even high yet Wrote my verse in poison ink, watch you biters digest Got the illest grind yet? No eye can deny this Lungs full of uh, eyes bloody red, n***a Gold fangs on, uh, pocket full of dead n***as Smoke some, b**h, what the f** you waiting on? I know it's a virtue, but baby, my patience is gone Get our relation on, take her to a vacant home What you want, a quicky sticky? Okay, I won't takey long Split the dutch down the middle like Moses did the sea Count it up, bag it up, we love money, we love weed Met this one bimbo, told her my name was Meech But she keep calling me Mandingo My eyes bloody red so she probably think I'm evil Truly, it's the weed smoke from all this sour diesel Light it, then I breathe slow [Hook x2] Seaweed flow, must be from that weed smoke Eyes Chinese cause we smoking sour diesel Blunts Siamese, two of these, you be me, yo f** the police though, we smoke it like it's legal [Verse 2: Zombie Juice] Juicy, Mr. Young Bone, AK, I'm so gone Hoes love me - Jeroooome, hoes love me - Jerooooome Sit back, get smacked, get stoned In the back of the back of the room With a Mac in the back of the room, she acting doomed Blaow, splat in the room Women, they awful, I mean they on fours Call this my dumb flow, Urkel, Waldo Call this my purp flow, roll up the indo I'm here, dog, what you here for? Hip-hop is dead, Zombies for prez Remindy, untimely, two blunts I'm Siamese p**y, we grind thee, sticky and grimey, wicked unchain me Twisted my frame be, blunt after blunt after blunt So stuck, so stuck off the what? Sticky, icky, quickly, vicky, lick me, no hickeys, gin and whiskey Just me and some kitties, swiftly [Hook x2]