Training Season - Margarine (Bestfriend Pt.2) lyrics

[Hook: Queenn, King Caexar & CapGod] Boy you changing I can tell you different Me and you we use to be like best friends I can't help how I been feeling lately, you betrayed me You been acting shady (Why you gotta be such a...?) [Verse 1: King Caexar] Desperate culprit, pundit on the pulpit In public she tug it, then bust big like Anthony Bennet Got muskets & blunderbuss pellets Cantankerous fellas, deadly like roulette with Niko Bellic Flow hard and long as what Mandingo's inherit Koga directive, steam roll some n***as like ISIS in Paris Hell yeah I said it, that wack sh** condemn it Ain't it pathetic, complain about taxes and credit But still rock Designer, fairly odd, cognitive miser Spreading pandemics, piss diuretics Scrolling thru Reddit, for pics that's explicit Empty his scrotum, after forum hits n***a Captain Morgans the liquid, uh! Only tense deep inside a crevice, uh! Probe about like cavity dentist, uh! Run her mouth thru unfortunate events like Lemony Snicket vomit, bulimics think I'm pushing the limits Depleted after some minutes, beat it, the p**y afflicted With spirits, speaking in tongues, impeded speeches dicklexic wave is buzzing like crickets, cicadas, Season is wicked Verses stretch like pilates, n***as pay Hades a visit Elp how I been feeling lately, you betrayed me You been acting shady [Hook: Queenn, King Caexar & CapGod] Boy you changing I can tell you different Me and you we use to be like best friends I can't help how I been feeling lately, you betrayed me You been acting shady (Why you gotta be so...?) [Bridge: Mick Jenkins & GP] Back & forth and push & pulling Dont break your portion... [Verse 2: Mick Jenkins] I mean we always end up right here don't we? How we got each other, still feel so lonely It's not that this don't feel like homies It's just that it's only on your terms or my terms Or some compromise like it's my turn to be right She claim with these frames I can't see right See about as clear as the black When it be light in the crack of the door Back of her neck lowkey actually the shore For this wave of emotion, crash on her shoulder Like a slave to the potion, I maze through emotions Tried with several brazen approaches I think it's really just timing Please don't ever think this just rhyming Frankie Lymon was teenagers when this sh** popped off Then we tried to, crossover with, artificial intelligence Didn't have the hot sauce, handles I've been professing this fire on wax, lady I brought candles Priceless our cess, then we progress to tangible thoughts The dispense is dismantled, dont you see we dancing like [Bridge: Mick Jenkins & GP] Back & forth and push & pulling Dont break your portion... Back & forth and push & pulling Dont break your portion... [Verse 3: GP] Come pick your poison I mean I run it like I'm late for something I mean you hate to love it, like my skin is hanging Cause I been biting on a nail till the hide is peeling I mean you always grilling me saying "n***a you stoned like an honour k**ing" I never ask her how you feeling cause You black and white like mulatto children sh** that Rachel Dolezal wouldn't find appealing And we don't even f** unless I flash a Clinton I mean it's simply astonishing If you got a f**in p**y you pop it I mean you looking for problem If you ain't f**ing with a n***a with promise Open your mouth and let me give you deposit I know you holler for profit I heard yo man wanna call up the triple k on his hooded The new age African poacher, restricted arms on impalas And she wanna bone and baller And she got her own apartment Now we f**in on and off and she frequently beefing Always alleging about some adultery (Cause that p**y stay anonymous n***a!) Now that's V for vendetta, She want Koga Klan sweater She wanna be my catheter, She's a lap sitter Eat her rice cabbage, Season to feed yo fix The ring leader of the bonkey clique To make a splash, so hold your nose or hold ur dick The haunted child, the poltergeist, you poking fun I'm posted like a hundred feet To polka-dot on your forehead b**h [Hook: Queenn, King Caexar & CapGod] Boy you changing I can tell you different Me and you we use to be like best friends I can't help how I been feeling lately, you betrayed me You been acting shady (Why you gotta be such a...?) [Verse 4: CapGod] Beat me off til the sweat smells pungent Bust now this b**h is redundant Just another b**h that I'm done with You don't wanna know what I've done with This yellow bone I had fun with, I had to blow her jaw in Tip toeing in my jawdins, she tip blowin cuz I'm hardened Tipped her over, get started, I go raw, always no tautin A gamble , cuz I go all-in , tummy full of CapGod soldiers My b**hes are never starving , alcohol is not a problem I want healin just like Marvin, dilute it with some Dilaudid Spike it with a vic, cuz I always treat her right When we dancin in the garden And this where ya vision go red, crowbar to a n***a head Drive away on a moped, to the turnpike, switch to the dirt bike Don't pay the toll like a Mohawk but I got dreads Needle through the lanes, No thread Dis how a n***a chase bread, dis how a n***a lose feds Half the OGs here are dead, and dis what the prophecy said Don't let the beast out the shed, don't take cap off his meds Put the burner to a n***a head And the blood in his veins turned to lead If you really wanna live you gotta beg When I'm dead, lay me down on a f**ing flower bed That said, you'd drown in the water where I tread So just know, all you f** n***as gonna get caught You won't even hear the shot when ya lid pop (Gunshot) (Bang! Young n***a sipping on drank)