Le Baron - Blake griffin lyrics

Where you get the gun At the supermarche? Under the big black sun Ed ruscha Walking through the trees Hi on backpack, laughing with the bees Sunlight on her kerouac The smoke of the trees Green pa** to bivouac The golden gleam in the stream From the party to my moriarty On the beach in belize On the beach Water lapping on my feet So what Shes too tall at the skirball Phoneless in Nepal Went home in the jeep Sleepy on the weed In her black bra Getting blazed in the back seat Sipping purple Sippin lean Reading purple magazine Getting silly on the illy Get down on the ground Gilly king of philly Grind me up the coffee grounds Downtown on the 4/5 or the freeway Lax to jfk The flight landed today Fairfax to avenue A A blended distraction That undermines your actions Like pollock in manhattan Your blue porsche is your white horse Of course I put the chrome to the matter - Make it clatter Watch you cat scatter b**hes Whats top of the ambition? A tower can lean, but a tower can fall, little b**hes I dunk when I'm handed the ball, blake griffin Youre flat stack But you might rack At least I heard you tell that But I wonder if thats half fact You say its documentary, but I doubt that More Balzac on Prozac Im dostoevesky in the bently