Skywlkr - Thunderbolt lyrics

I play the cut until it scabs Sit in a pumpkin color Jag The one who got your older brother mad Sister sad that I won't choose her Have her blow me in a uber, roll the buddah Then leap up out the Garden of Eden I'm giving b-cops beatings Run the street with some f**ing cretins All my women talk with foreign speeches Pillowcase is silk [?], n***a Spit in the face of your boss f** front row at the Olympics Lit the haze with the torch I'm on the curb while you play on the porch New b**h resemble Kate Moss Hot box her daddy gravy Porche Rich hoe, she sport the Prada bubble The lawyer say I'm in a lot of trouble I get convicted, give the sentence to my body double Kingpin, super villain like the Penguin Doing all these d** just so reality can sink in You cuffing b**hes like [?] They print my face on bills just like I'm Lincoln, b**h Give me five feet, the crew beyond sweet My words are straight out the Abyss, the flow beyond deep A white yacht across the black sea sh** I'm smoking smell like cat pee No collection like I'm Jay Gatsby Them Newports got my throat raspy Going hard 'til the law snatch me Or the devil catch me, f*ggot Eat a dick n***a Sitting [?] Rolling up a heap of hay With a b**h you lay...with