Heath McNease - 40 Piece Meal Deal lyrics

[Intro] Check me out When I was a little kid I fell down and bumped my head My mom ran over and she was like "Did you just bump your head?" I was like "Yeah" She was like, "Oh, that must mean you're gonna flip it on 'em" I said "I, I, I don't, I don't even know what that means, I'm gonna flip it on 'em. Mom, why are you talking like this? Yes, yeah mom, I'm gonna flip it on 'em" [Verse 1] Sampling the psycho string arrangement Your girl want to be young, but seem so ancient Bury the reigns, they heard of my name Keep the money under guard like Marion Crane Hard verse, with a bizarre purpose When we do it homey want to call me Bernard Hermann The ring-a-ling-ling keeping her heart burning But the no call back wasn't your fault bourbon Ingrid to Bergman, Ethel to Merman Lucille Ball homey man enough of the sermons I know what you're thinking before your breath is emerging It's a missionary rhetoric in every person Post-dated check never that certain If it bounce I'mma come back [?] curtains Muy thai knees [?] lurch and He down for the count, both testicles hurting My homie probably want a medical surgeon Try to act hard, now it's delicate lurking Definitely never want to tell him insurgent But he just got stomped like American curbing And y'all probably an irrelevant organ Now an elephant is in the room and tell of endorphines Is it gonna pump pump better than normal Or we gonna be talking about a heavenly portal? [Hook] Yo chickens had enough yet? (Gimme some more) Lyrical miracle-like (Gimme some more) Yo spliff, where the words at? (Gimme some more) I know a chicken heard that (Gimme some more) You know I keep it real real (Gimme some more) 40-piece meal deal (Gimme some more) They love my little V-neck (Gimme some more) Now baby, give me the check (Gimme some more) [Verse 2] Bars open to fiction Don't even know what they missing, don't know what the diction So come on with the hard bars over the friction When they ever get it right man, chalk it up to kismet Calling it kismet and all of it is just Comparing y'all's stick to a cosmic distance The will of an animal to the heart of an infant And a pyramid [?] common edition Solomon greed was a common addiction And Muhammed Ali the way the karma I live with Now I'm gonna lead and never suffer the children Cuz the kingdom belong to a lovable pilgrim Bus a Bus made a couple of million In a couple of minutes he'll make another of billion Now peace to my mother lovers up in the building When your boys in the green room thugging and chilling And now my dreams in the car What's under the hood is never gonna tell me what sign you are Horse power V-6 hard And my cell's in the back of the car [Hook] x2