SPAZZZ THEN Lyrics

One man

Three roles

One track

One studio with a pen and rhyme pad

One mom

Grandpa

With one dad

Out in santa ynez

Where we all cheers

With a wine glass

One chick

A cute face

A nice ass

Out in Calabasas

But often I bypass it

To make classics

Catch them in a Mercedes class

Acting so classless

That's classic

I bag them at the airport

While I claim my baggage

I tell her we should get as high

As bill gates brackets

She ask me if I'm twenty one

Like my name savage

I'm mister macho man

And that's my first class package

You peep this fashion

It's all me ask them

I tend to hyper focus

On dates with my passion

The rats broke out the lab

I need the lab for elaborate

Type of schemes and schematics

If you a fan that's fantastic

Dreams often too average

Memes suprisingly damage

Attention focus spand

That I could count

With only one hand

Jeez luis

Heard that's wisconsin thing

And if it is

Well fuck it because

I'm all about the cheese

I know a couple that could hit you With the grease

But you don't wanna participate

And I could tell you more

but I don't needa elaborate

They calling me a pussy

Cause I don't sneeze out a bullet

I guess I am what I eat

Sheesh

New flo on the table

Feel free to dis homie

But itll make you disabled

Acting outta hand

But your show ain't on cable

So the homies gonna miss out

With your codeine in a faygo

Chronic fry in cali

Turn my brain into an eggroll

Surprisingly delicious

Lucky charms needs me on payroll

I pair with a beat

Just like a halo and an angel

Three angels in my suite

And wanna do just what I say so

It's complimentary

I compliment with throwing pesos

But they all want the D

Instead of money

Gotta praise those

Emotion when I'm speaking

Lemme implement the pathos

I'm fresh up out the block

As if my house was built with legos

Half pound case load

Spin it tornados

My clothing out the closet

From the homie plato

This my eighth eighth roll

I feel like aristotle

Feel this shit in my achilles

While I'm finishing the bottle

No ambition all brakes

But you gassing up the throttle

This foreign class

Match my model

I'm working to see tomorrow

So busy cant feel the sorrow

This chronic sour and peppery

I'm not afraid to smoke em

You put my ass into jeopardy

Lion or leopard weaponry

If you testing my tendencies

Feeling like cosa nostra

Ill take you back to the seventies

We balling b

Even coppers be catching felonies

So honestly

What the fuck is the badge to tell me

What's right legally

Who the fuck is court to judge

They ain't supreme to me

And I will not sleep in your cage

It's not a bnb

Screaming free the homies

Till they actually free

Pmp

Potty mouth the posse

Mix the grenadine with rivalry

Sipping on emotions

That's collapsing right infront of me

Omg

Who am I

Who is me

Who are you

Who are we

What are collectively

Movie cuts

Director scenes

Newer fits

With fresher seams

Newer flos

With bigger dreams

Smarter moves

With better schemes

Wiser thoughts epiphanies

The general to my infantry

Since I'm killing tracks on wax

You witnessing my murder scenes

This killer flo no laser beams

They'll claim you as accessory

After the fact

Talking to god

Emotional prayers

Keep my conscious intact

God know ima sinner

I repent when my minds outta whack

Floating of the drugs

I bless my body

With water and packs

Pow

You know I can't back down

I was meant to be raps rapper

Don't call me producer after

I'm an artist period

Like her menstrual cycle in action

Haha get it

That's a classic

Hate the drama for an actor

Ill direct my stand up

Ima pretty boy with no pagent

So sharp I handle the stabbings

Spit shards that sparking up damage

Mad dark unlit as the cabin

One bear you pray you left standing

I come from the wild west

Like doctor dre oshea jackson

But prior horses and bandits

Good music I gravitate

It pull me in like a magnet

Or stripper that's wants to date

Yeah out the blue like the smurfs

I'm papa to all the greats

Whos best a writing a verse

Show a pic of my face

You ask whos first place

You still showing my face