Sarob. - Catch.22. lyrics

Allahu akbar flipping the hot bars Used to hide hash in my sock drawers Now I'm fixin to mix this disk to let you know this dick is not an imposter; rather, I'm a pop star eating hot wings and pop tarts so tell her pop that pu$$y like the d**h Star Hip hop tesla, hip hop jester, hip hop jouster just in the blousers What you mean you forgot to tell me your pops was in the house? (f**) Illin out to portishead, swag sidney poitier I used to rap about my dick but now thats inappropriate I swear I'm birthing n***as baby come and watch a pro create I swear i'm serving n***as, baby go'n let it marinate I try to do me but always tend to chafe I've learned the gra** is greener on the other side of the eighth My recitals are insightful and some lines i recycle cause i can't ever let my talent go to waste And girl the way you move that thang...come and holla at a n***a like (me) Pimpin in my convos Dressed like alfonso Tired of these trash lames, at least you could be compost Blonde hoes on my snapchat, uh white girls with a fatback Allah please forgive me, halal sometimes just can't match that Oh well way to snapback, mister raiders snapback "why you snatch my snack pack?" turned to "yeah, i rap that" Worst brat from that prep school, such a f**in a**hole Smoking on alfalfa, I'm a little rascal No pascal I'm eating salmon, jamming to lykke li Bandit on bandcamp + man these candaces like me For my canvas or what write on the canvas it's likely I'm the best they've probably seen up on this campus, try me Jacket lime green, insert hipster joke here White kids always talking bout "how you even go here?" Doin my thing causin a ill commotion