The Cool Kids - Freak City lyrics

The fat rap captain Prime time with the strap With way more than two things that match in my cabinet What's that Who said they bout rappin' this live sh** Its I and Mike and that's really bout it No sh** Sherlock its on clocks with the hands Naw dog this is ours need watch where you stand We see you tryna do what we do for' we can Yo its cool doe We be like twenty steps ahead man Ohve Sorbe Yolk More face for the days where its cold outside for no reason Its a hole in the Ozone layer Zips a jacket rare factory's everywhere like its in season Its nothing that compares to them infrared pairs I coped three boxes in there while I was shopping Those gold mines scheming out the microwave partner Boppin' often out of contract mobbin' I'm flyin' downtown Time to get me a whip wash Sherm outside picking nuggets out the zip lock In your girl's crib I don't know how to pick locks You f**in' with the tiptop baby And its boomin' Bouncin' and the trap goin' ham I'm a Mayweather jab you a slap on the hand Beach a** n***a Bag full of sand Now dust yourself off for' I slap you again I win Ends SL500 Benz Big fan of the Cardier lense Pickin' up the leaders of the pack when you meet us You attract bum hoes we attract them keepers Keith sprinkled on that blunt like paprika Blame it on the reefer The league like Fifa We runnin' through that gra** charge it to the visa ATM credits on the phone with them people