Samurai Lyrics - Untitled - Hodgy Beats

Cadillac gold grills in my mother fuckin' mouth 

Cocaine, gold chain rests on my vertebrae 

All them niggas that be hatin' better watch what they say 

I heat 'em up, beat 'em up I'm Cassius Clay 

Mountain Climbing's about the rhyming, I [work](undefined) to the tippy-top 

Me, my notepad, Mary Jane, sticky pot 

Ticks from the clock, so it means I don't get to stop 

I be in the studio pacing, waiting for this shit to drop 

Niggas wish whether we flop Divac 

Flock to take me a boombox, every fucking 2 knocks 

I see you running ya chops, chop it up and get chopped 

Bag 'em up, he off the docks 

bitch I'm at the beach 

Bitch I'm at the beach, (oh) bitch I'm at the beach 

With a childish flow, that means this shit is at your reach 

I'm here to keep it g 

, from the eyes (I's) how I see 

You're here to be a b-i-t on my d 

I need no ID for you to recognize 

I exercise my thought, 

got you petrified, bitch I'm next to die 

Consider me invisible, 

and also one mentally fucked individual 

(A bunch of coughing and trading blunts, passing the weed around) 

Why the fuck got these niggas gotta hate for? 

I got a lot of shit they can't pay for 

Cooler than the beach 

fuck the lakeshore 

You niggas take six, well I'mma take more 

I'm like a virgin dick, I go hard, 

and I get up in your bitch and boguard 

Niggas riding waves without the chauffeur 

I'mma drown your ass and take your surfboard (PUSSY!) 

My shit stink, no cushion Whoopie 

Goldberg I beat the track Goldberg 

Dusting off my shoulders and keep it moving forward 

Nigga sat and playing Madden on the couch, bored 

Slower, you mother fuckers goin' nowhere 

Except for taking Grandma to the store 

Turn the television on and check the score 

And trail like a tail on a fucking horse