Nitsu - What If I Told You? lyrics

[Nonchabont] What if I told you The platform we live on ain't loyal? Gra** Tree sap The soil Gas Extract The oil Fast I bring it back to you She coming and that's hallelujah I'm working, I'm working, I'm working The pipe a superfluous Orchestrate, I need some Vicodin She play with my neck like a violin Jesus All this pre-marital, I don't know why I sin Jesus I've been vaping for way too long I've been drinking for way too long "8 by 10s" been out too long n***as still tripping about the same song Getting head while I'm on the way home That's how I like it And I drive reckless But you'd better not bite it Don't know why you excited I just called you over, don't think you invited Cause after I nut I'ma roll over Like T-Mobile Got the bath bubbles and all Trying to bu*ter n***as up Make it special like it's your prom Middle name Lamar You can pick apart my gene You'll never know where I'm from All I know is my mom's mom's mom I can't go back any further n***as ain't document sh** n***as ain't scholars and sh** n***as ain't proud of this sh** My ancestors more brave than Esther I said my ancestors more brave than Esther They paved the way, deserve eight advances For me to sit at these table dances p**y so close I'ma have to take an intermission Try to enter in her In her innards Like I'm snatching gizzards Overstay my welcome Took my dick out, put it in her rectum Remind me of hokey pokey Eat it like a damn coyote And no I don't love her My love lockdown, that's low key Riding round, that four seat Four seasons Got the top down in the cold seasons Pray to God I hope the Lord don't see me Cause I'm riding dirty Rims under the middle console My tags are expired, I ride slow Cause I'm a cop's wet dream A young black man with a few things wrong with him I'm like Chris Paul And Vince Vaughn Meeting for an early morning toffee At Peet's Coffee I'm too random I'm alone often I beat off To the mini rickets in the wall, sh** I need hobbies Rap career is a non-profit Johns Hopkins I've been working all winter Just to work all summer I got no days off Till my momma in a Hummer Noncha [Bates] Waking up in a meadow Victim of student, a cla** taken up by Geppetto I look to him and I let know If I could be anywhere, not a shtetl Not a mansion though, it would be here Birds, air Nothing to fear Stuff to revere Whip it I veer Whip it I- Whip it I, whip it I, whip it I, whip it I Sweet as a pear Grabbing a pair There My lemonade only Newman's Calling my crew in Cruising Somebody find a Sennheiser, I'm crooning Somebody found a Budweiser and boozing I'ma just find me some bud in some foil OG my prices, a customer loyal Tail getting stuck in a coil Batesy that boy bring it up to a boil Look Somebody get him some yuca and chicken Somebody find him that pooka to stick in The quick in-and-out and that kitten will quicken The queen of the quipping is quitting her quibbling Lake or a river I want to swim Take or deliver Spend a day with him Dragging my limb Odds looking grim Whoo Submarine Breast stroke Love the scene Love seeing How long I can hold my breath for Pause though. Yes though Swimming with the fish like "Presto" Flying with the birds like let's go Infinite sky at mezzo- Giorno I'm then Riding My bike to a picnic Hit spaghetti with the wrist. Flick, flick She went and bought a Bic, so no flick-flick Just a flick. Light the stick I don't want to watch a flick I just want to lay with you Sun that's in the west set Ask if he impressed yet Dreaming is my best Bet That's why I'm hiking up a deadly mountain Riding my motorcycle all around the Trevi Fountain Founding A charity for the children Of other species who don't speak, tear down a building In their name, and replace it with Nothing but just the wilderness Get so famous, have a conference In a room that's filled with press So you can't ignore it Anymore and Treat it foreign When you drop a fortune On new Jordans Plus I want to see New Orleans Jordan Soaring High above the peaks of Karakoram So I'd treat myself, that's fine I would trade it on a dime