RockstarTuNE - Wrekless On My Mind lyrics

[Intro: RockstarTuNE] RockstarTuNE, GT I get Wrekless on my mind, man [Verse 1: RockstarTuNE] Ten laces on the backyard crack-house Coat fill of bud crafted pain, n***a chin-chilla Hundred milla, walk yo' grandmas to the f**in' dealer Cross her out, X and O, stiff her like a domino Oh sh**, "geranimo" Felt the beat like a congo, so V-Tech timeline mixing life and alpine Resurrect take your check and spend it on your moms 'Cause yo' daddy couldn't do it, let me splash up in her palms Pain meets pleasure, but pleasure I never met her If a n***a comin' foul, I just knit him like a sweater Lethal measure on a n***a, I ain't really playin' sh** Take the sh**, play the sh**, treat the game like I'm hiding it Math time, multiplying sh**, but I ain't got time Jura**ic meet the cla**ic, I must be out of my damn mind Paint a vivid picture, but when the hell do we draw lines Fear to pull the spine is a crime Lemon lime sweets, candy coated trick or treats It's whips galore, bleed bad her ankle sore from the leash Unleash the beast, grind hard, paper chase See a n***a swag bark like I had it on a leash Black stormy weather baffle blows, Mayweather get the chedder Now I'm laughing to the bank 'cause a n***a knows better Increase, no decrease McJagger and pain attackers Peanut planter, I'm trying to get bachelor before I masters Tarzan, hula-hoop Donald Trump in bathing suits Fruit loops, match my adrenaline until I'm screw loose Papoose on the boulevard... Mr. Candyman How many times can you say my name until I roll 'em; cinnamon Twisted like a ceiling-fan, I'm trynna make hits like a Dodger can Morphin power ranger sh** minus the jerkin' dance k**er instinct camel clutch raider ark mask The rise of a dark knight, Joker asylum school task Who said I ain't cla**y? Mental focus is savvy W-W-E do it big, Bobby Lashley Five six, black everything fantastic Until my crew gets signed poof black magic [Hook: RockstarTuNE] Wrekless on my mind, I get wrekless all the time (repeat 4x) [Verse 2: Jet 2] The game is a lady They pay me to get her wetter than artificial water missiles As an artist, I'll be part-official as a Marvel visual I cap-com, black bombs in the booth Them other n***as ghost, that's when I chew 'em... Pac-man Black man, former Dorsey Don Pull your main here, give her horses' tongue Corporate funds couldn't sponsor the way I paint out these pictures Could've swore it was a panorama portrait, huh? Instrumental coroner; lyrics far from foreigner Take my dream girl, put her in formation, call it 4-1-1 Man I swear Imma put it down for waiting for the who*e to come Look at here, a patient n***a caking like I'm in the oven baking n***a Pretty p**nography, I Daffy duck-tape it E&J it meaning I lick her then I chase it with the cake mix like elixir Vision in the mirror to clear to face it They're just basic, I'll be ripping through their pages; I'm the scissors