El Paseo Freestyle Lyrics

Bitches Brew

From the Nest we hit spliffs, the lenses look like Clark Kent's

They wanna save hoes like Superman, but I just post up in the back

Couple of rows, kickin' back, relaxin' and sippin' and enjoyin' the show

The Nostalgia Boys line up, look like 95' Death Row

But the swagger just like Diddy and the flow, sicker than Wallace

All my dawgs left loose off they leashes, rubbers and greens stickin' out they wallets

I'm flyer than a pilot the cockpit, no room in the back

Yo mama had to sit up and fuckin' lap it

Grabbin' all my pockets, I tell her, hey, keep holdin' on

Hold on

Just give me a second hold on

It's a HappySad records official release

I got the opps textin' me that they enjoy the album, bitch, please

I do the rappin' in between meetings and makin' the money happen

Off the phone, the lyrics might burn through the screen

Playoff O, might make an appearance but the truth is, I don't like to be in the scene

But the way I seen it now, he don't need it, cruise control

How we do it so effortlessly

He's not the same motherfucker I knew back in 2019

It might be easier, just lay off the topic

But if I touch upon it

A couple fuckboys gon' be mad

Handin' out the Instagrams, these bitches lookin' for new stepdads

And my new bitch ain't bad, more like evil, maybe heinous

And all the girls love Ozzy, you can call your boy Raymond

They all love to say I got the money and that's when all the girls came runnin

But I was pullin' honeys way before the curls or the company

Or the gallery

I had old bitches mad at me

Cut me off, cause I ain't give em' a chance

I don't flow over beats, bitch, I groove, I just dance