MOUNTAIN MEN ft. Lokye Lyrics

Oh please like the Mountain Men my boys be choppin trees

Countin cheese, make the opps freeze and girls get on they knees

Ima sleep when I die, you motherfuckers out here countin' sheep

Ima sleep when I die, you motherfuckers out here countin' sheep

Lumberjack jacket uh, yeah I'm bout to chop some trees down

Box just landed, motherfucker, had to pull the weed out

Crib look like safari well then that's probably the weed house

If you don't like how they be movin, well you should probably speak out

Young niggas crash out, movin' with a foul mouth

Quick to up the choppa make a big nigga bow down

Throw a street fight and hit a nigga with a roundhouse

Fuckin' with the fam and then we turn into some bloodhounds

Hit a nigga up, hop in the whip then we speed off

Fishin' with the mountain men that's droppin all the weed off

Roll it up in the back of the cars a procedure

Give me the stick and then rolled up some reefer

Ayy, sexy lady bout to pick me up

Water on my face high as shit I'm tryna fix it up

Uh, pull the fleece on, double my sippy cup

They wish they was, stuntin like my people, individuals

Oh please like the Mountain Men my boys be choppin trees

Countin cheese, make the opps freeze and girls get on they knees

Ima sleep when I die, you motherfuckers out here countin' sheep

Ima sleep when I die, you motherfuckers out here countin' sheep

Bustello in the morning mothafuckas need that caffeine

Cigarillo full of fake rappers, money coming tax free

My Mountain man a Juggalo the hatchet in the backseat

Adderall to fight the sleep them 30s always come with mood swings

When I die spread my ashes through the motherfucking streets

Where we would skateboard, getting into beef smoking weed

I need a rifle chambered 556 so it can fit them 223s

I hadda switch it up I felt like they was getting used to me

You can't see me in this camo when I'm laying in the grass

Like I was deer hunting, I'm really waiting on the opps to pass

Paul Bunyan with that axe, lemme sharpen up my sword

You must be careful with these snakes they come in the shape of whores

Ima sleep when I die, we been moving like the military

I got off a tour, I went straight up to the cemetery

Smoke dope with the dead, every thing I said was necessary

Triple dose I drop every February it's legendary

My rhyme scheme displays the ability of agility

Different calibers of weaponry it's like a symphony

Lokye got katanas on his side like an accessory

That blunt smoke fill up my lungs and I feel it instantly

Oh please like the Mountain Men my boys be choppin trees

Countin cheese, make the opps freeze and girls get on they knees

Ima sleep when I die, you motherfuckers out here countin' sheep

Ima sleep when I die, you motherfuckers out here countin' sheep