Larry Fisherman - In a Minute lyrics

[Verse 1: Da$h] Do the d**, don't let the d** do you I pull a Porsche Turbo through the wormhole Get the b**h to snort the disco inferno And then she please me wit a organ made for verbal I lit the herbal, top of the coupe look like the back of a turtle I smoked a Rat Pack of backwoods, that good, I'm high as hell Chef the sh**, Supreme Clientele Around the well look how my title felt I parked the whip up on Orion's Belt Invest in self to get the weatlh n***as rapping asking for a shelf Jump in your casket I will actually help This sh** I'm crafting actually health b**h [Hook: Da$h] Roll wit this pimpin', you ain't seen this in a minute Roll that splidiff, b**h I need that in a minute Right with the digits b**h I got that in a minute I said I need that in a minute, b**h I said I need that in a minute Roll wit this pimpin', you ain't seen this in a minute Go get them digits b**h I need that in a minute Roll up that splidiff, b**h I need that in a minute In a minute, b**h [Verse 2: Ab-Soul] Soulo ho, alpha and omega Rolling wit the blues, I play Sonic on Sega Knuckled up and put a couple n***as on their tails Interesting I got em' turning heads from telling tales Ab-Soul don't forget the dash My n***a Da$h, Michael Rocks, that's cooked crack Toast to the Most Dope Family Jimmy think that I should slow down wit em' rapidly Climbing to the highest title I'm the future ain't no limits Ya I'm on that Miley Cyrus, ain't nobody business Wait a minute, am I saying too much I gotta slip this, did this, display it too much [Hook 2: Ab-Soul] I'm the illest n***a you seen in a minute Shine my light and illuminate in a minute Bring the house down everytime I'm in it Time is money b**h I only got a minute Got a minute, b**h b**h I only got a minute Time is money b**h I only got a minute I'm the illest n***a you seen in a minute Shine my light and illuminate in a minute [Verse 3: Sir Michael Rocks] Smoking the weed in Indian scrolls Eating tilapia out of their skulls Blood start dripping, dropping up out of my nose It got on my clothes Demons be handing me sh**, where should I tell them to go I got the candles lit, pencil in hand f**ing a random b**h, triple the 6, you understand this sh** Starting to question the room I'm obsessed wit the xans, obsessed wit the moon Possessive wit b**hes too soon, b**h you get back in the room Cigarettes is feeling foreign to my diaphragm G wagon seats from the skin of leviathan And now we down in the abyss getting high again Da$h give me another strip so I can die again [Hook 3: Sir Michael Rocks] All you need is a minute My brother coming with the lean in a minute It'll k** you in between of a minute Heart jumping out my chest any minute And I'm in it, really in it Win the lotto all you need is a minute My brother coming with the lean in a minute It'll k** you in between of a minute