Fat Nick - Golden Calf lyrics

[Hook: Lord Infamous] Bullets knocking n***as down, insistin' what he seekin' Scalping me more damn fools than a lunatic mohican Stalking, watch me, a weaponary master Walkin' over dead bodies layin' in the pasture [VERSE 1: SPOOKY DA SCARY] My money always gone Prolly from all the d** caught in my palm Slide em down my throat and swallow without water Dead by dawn I told yall all these dark rooms in an empty house ain't nothing fun Drugs ain't for turning up I take em now i'm turning numb All these hoes trying to make me cum But i'm too f**ed up She left so now i'm rolling blunts out of the book of Psalms f**ing rap game Ghengis Khan Bodies piled up on the lawn Checkmate on all these f**ing pawns The devil got my picture drawn The devil got my picture drawn [Hook: Lord Infamous] [Verse 2: LIL HALF CUT] Weaponary master $carecrow in the pasture Burn the church and flip the cross then blast the f**in' pastor b**h I be that ba*tard These other rappers scared of Jump a mother f**er I ain't tryna have no fair one Lurking at the bottom cause my problems keep on adding up Got a couple stalkers all because the $carecrow f**ed them once Kreepin' with Ruby He turns into Uzi Cause mother f**ers keep on tryna get buck One shot to the head Told Uzi he's dead Leave them to rot never cover them up [Hook: Lord Infamous] [Verse 3: EDDY BAKER] Little b**h don't trip I'm the sh** Flip the zip, Make some chip Really quick fast money yeah I love it Eddy Baker stay thuggin Smoking out in public Dope boys in my circle, we all got d** man Blue dolphins make the girls give me hugs man ,don't worry bout where I'm at b**h I'm not your husband An eighth in my blunt and that drink got me buzzin That p**y n***a think that he want problems but he doesn't [Hook: Lord Infamous] [Verse 4: Fat Nick] Prescription d** Misusing em These dusty hoes Abusing em Im popping perc and sipping lean Just feeding demons inside me Dirty shotty Gla** goin pop You said you balling Where your knots? Made a fortune Whipping pots Re up on carol city cause Canada, canada Run it up, f** it up Media, thugging and thumpin ????? I flick out my dick then I go and I dump her I love the b**h ???????? How ya'll saying ya'll sh** Your numbers ain't lookin to lit f** you up, goin stomp you out In ten thousand dollar outfits