Pro Era - Lawns lyrics

[Intro] Super Helpful, man, we try to get down PE, man, we try to get down Kirk Knight try to get down My n***a Kwame man he tryna get down Bannon he trying to get down My n***a Chuck, man, he try to get down Uh, yeah, we try to get down My n***a Joey Bad trying to get down My n***a Ala $ole yeah he trying to get down (coughs) Pat's trying to get down too [Verse 1: Chuck Strangers] Rumor has it is you trying to get down I call up some of my boys and we come through to your town Hope your friends look good, my boys got high standard They dialect is improper, heard your daddy mad rich He won't mind cause we bargain shoppers Turn style hoppers, my dick bigger than the operas She ain't opposed tonight she want to juxtapose White girl doin black girl poses She came in my crib, its like half smoke zip, keyboard, condoms box It's like two of them missing, b**h Thats how it is when you f**ing with musicians Time ain't doing sh** but ticking, it's in your best interest to lick it Steady trying to get chose, see how hard we ball We just draft pickin these hoes put the jamie in the freezer Do the same thing to my flows I got two papes thats two spliffs Add two bong rips and thats all to the face for my day takes place (augh) [Break: Joey Bada**] Man these hoes is wicked, pack up an O and zip it We gon roll it up and twist it, we get lifted [Verse 2: Joey Bada**] At the moonlight cue the time Set the mood for the rhyme, I was looking for a pharmaceutical to find They get me right with the Gods, I roll that sh** as tight as a cigar Q-Tip, Phife, for the pa, let the garage hopped up on the iron horse I eyeing who*es been eyeing for a minute, its f**ed up I didn't meant to say so blatant But right now my head just ain't in the right placement Looking for a dealer with the dankest to put me highs To f** with spaces, while I'm in the basement, so yo don't say sh** I know its past visiting hours, but can I get a lick of this sour? You see, I really had a bad day I can't think of a better way to finish it but rolling a J So what do you say? I know you told me to not see you where you rest at But girl you got the best package, you gotta respect that Plus I hit you with a text right before I came Hit that eighth and will be straight Wooh ah, give me this give me that Joey Bada$$ on the rap attack Wooh ah, I'm done talking with ya, started runnin this sh** when I walked the pitcher Wooh ah, give me this, give me that, give me dat, bring it back, with the rap Cause you know I like that, wooh ah If you hear me one more time up in the sky Just scream mile high (whooha) [Verse 3: Kwame] Bannon bring it back in, when I ascend Everytime I speak it's like I'm trippling my a**ets Sadly for the moment still cashless Chase can attest, but still got these indie hipster stoner girls all on me Chuck forewarned me, f** it, a n***a still horny Plus the type to have a razor split the spliff and lick it Keep her roach clips, but don't mess up her acrylics and I ain't.. (one more time) [Outro] I ain't even playing with you n***as now, OMG Yeah, Pro Era, n***a, what the f** ay I, I, I, I, I, I, ey, ay whooha!