KRIKOS - Trump Card lyrics

I just wanna spit a couple words my vernaculars Middle finger to the birds, who be similar I wanna sip a couple berrs, get perpendicular Couple chickens from the suburbs, down to lick and learn Licking licking licking licking and learn I'm just perv in it But I ain't here to stay, even tho my name is permanent I could be here to for little while, but I got to be dipping out I've come along such things is getting different now Whip it whip it real hard, all up in the kitchen Noah cooking up some brownies got em all up in my system Now I'm all up in the booth while I'm bumping the rhythm Got my self some new shoes, I don't f** with true religions I be rocking that cool style Red loafers for new route French chick with a blue blouse She got a thin waist with a rude mouth Get misplaced and move south I'm a gentleman But that don't mean I ain't bout to chew down Middle fingers up to the huge crowd... Middle fingers up to the huge crowd Get them Hands up if you new now Twenty-five hundred and the crew down I said twenty-five hundred and the crew down I hold the weapon with glove I could see heaven Watch the sun set in I'm the son The clock ticking tell it give me one second I'm Theatrical I'm way beyond epic Existential like a Jay-Z song I'm Juan Ponce de Lion This my Castillo, I gotta be a hero They turn me to me villain, I light a cigarillo I wanna see you fold I got the trump card, En Garde I burn ya a body on a stake I'm vicious, I'm haughty, I'm a case But I ain't catching bodies Deposit in the safe You probably don't relate I said you probably don't relate No blood, no water Which is thicker, probably liquor I'm the one not a pretender A quiet soul, but homie, on a lighter note... Middle fingers up to the huge crowd Get them Hands up if ya new now Twenty-five hundred and the crew down I said twenty-five hundred and the crew down