Kankick - Junebug. lyrics

I get up With a switchblade under my tongue Another swisher in my fist, scathed half of my lung You official? i ain't even had none of you rung I'm camu in camo comma kamikaze commentators on tate can hop off my motherf**ing jock get a job Upper echelon I mean, what else you want? Know n***as be dreading me like workin at the salon b**hes sweating me like wantin to meet sarob Blogs be hittin up like wantin a single out I'm at my papa's house, thinking I'm running out like You think you smokin? earn your toke n Ain't no prize when you're the token I hope your license worth the hoping Back in high school couldn't work the stroking Six four foot no forfeit distorted Stroll the sordid swung the sword and Swore that i'd sort it At some point Got drum kits + kit-kats i flip birds, i flip stacks Know y'all heard my syntax, i toe-tag, no tic-tac but I mint to show y'all young rob a genius Flow got em chili n***a jalapeños Make em turn they heads like you hollered penis Easy on some olu, you wish y'all could be this I came through like what the f** Giant in the sack, baby, justin tuck you in n***as thinking if they said my music s**ed, you win n***as thanking like i'm bout to bring you f**ers in I'm 6'4" but i shrink sometimes