Mr. B the Poshtronaut - PhonkyChevySouthernKlvnZuPimpinMuzik lyrics

[Lofty305: Verse 1] Its just them blackland soundscapes Smoking on loud breaks n***a can't do tryna get that pound cake Pound a n***a down Talkin bout my town Cokey Shores Posh Gang Real sh** goes down This is where dope boys go start families Smokin on fire trees with my family That is all i wanna do Let me get up in this Lofty305, yeah i am spittin that cokey sh** Mack sh** attack a b**h With my fly flow Lofty305 listenin to flylo And my eyes low Yeah.. [Denzel Curry: Verse 2] Devil or satan I am too hot to handle Yes is that n***a that is wearin jesus sandals Get it? I am packin the genesis Denzel curry aquarius k**a Lyricist about to k** it Like go they villain Ecstasy, your b**h is next to me I am ridin in the jay Oh wait let me go and get the pedals The black mags Ridin damn slow through motherf**in trey deuce Wait, my n***a i have been havin juice like pac n***a they want to stop n***a i pop a copper then i leave his body rot In the f**in garbage That is hard sh** If a n***a ever try me f** that he frying Oh wait hold up he is flying [Mr.B the Poshtronaut: Verse 3] Yeah real sh** I got them brainfeeder beads And your b**h is such a treat Yeah she skeet skeet On my motherf**in d I-C-K Damn mister b going this way Out of the other hand comes that n***a from BK Rick Ross n***a no hold up Miami shores (?) All these b**h n***as talkin sh** Make these n***as straight throw up