TomArts - Phone Case By Givenchy lyrics

[Verse 1: TomArts] Catch me getting high certainly Invite some b**hes To come kick it like an amputee It's the world or me I'm what my fans came to see I smoke weed in the public blatantly Phone case by Givenchy Well coordinated it's kinda hard to miss me f** y'all n***as It's kinda hard to diss me Y'all be mad if I popped shots like Doug Christie f*ggot n***a don't tempt me Boy I'm suave always And stay leaning sideways like bad toupee's My team bound to see better days Long distance business Beat Japanese anyways Flow stronger than many slaves Emcees best behave It ain't nothing for me to put em in their place This is just a little taste K Rivers here too k**ed year one What you think I'm doing year two n***as in 2012 spittin like they Papoose That's truth word to this sour d No bling but my gold might say a few things Yeah we up in VR rocking like a seesaw Letting this steam off [Verse 2: K. Rivers] Rollin up know my n***as in the back wit me We so mother f**in' high I can dap biggie Dream big to the days we elapse Diddy It's all crabs no tigers “tyga“ in my rack city This that smooth sh** criminals move wit Just that cool sh** I'm kicking like Q-tip These n***as lightweight n***a I'm flu sick I'm Ben Gordon I ain't dealin wit bullsh** Im on a mission for s** money amd power Twistin up blunt thinking bout my next dollar Mac full of beats and a swisher full of sour Tryna pimp the game just to get some money out of her The powder in my kitchen made impossible my vision I'm focused on the ends like apocalyptic Christians Purple in my cup while I'm poppin this prescription Ink from my soul just to document my vision