COUNTRYMAN ft. g monet Lyrics

Nigga
Bitch
You know how I'm coming you know that

Had to see it out twisted when I'm riddled with the pen

And leaving lessons no reflection when we meet inside our head

I'm airing out, I'm keeping quiet, tucked away it just depends

I'm moving sideways with the sins, I barely make it out with sense

I got my noggin smacked

Had to do it all to kin

He touch my baby one more time I'll put that nigga to his end

I close the book, and I may just go begin

And bring it back, I gotta stack the way I'm lookin at my ends like

Where they at? (nigga)

Aye

Like nigga where they at?
Hmm

Like nigga where they at? (Bitch)


Don't tell me where they at


Tell me where they at


Now tell me where they at

Solace seeping through my skin like a sharpie

I'm swinging through ya city Peter Parker

Singing like I'm Kaffo Muddy Waters, submarine

Shit can get deep, y'all niggas need to get ya marks up

Talking is cheap, so I don't see the need to talk much

Call me Sensei, but I was really never taught much

Y'all rapping like you working for a tech company start up

You tryna be a star, I turn these niggas to stardust

I think in languages you niggas have never thought of

I been in anguish since a nigga was a larva

Niggas alarmed because I'm reaping my harvest, but to be honest

I just really really wanna be a farmer

Yeah
Yeah yeah, aye yeah
I just really really wanna be a farmer

Catch me at the show I swear I make you put ya arms up

The way I whip the Camry you'da swore I hate Hondas, yeah

But can we all get on one accord?

I really whip the Toyota 'cause I can't afford a Ford

Niggas is lacking focus, I got 'em looking helpless

God flow nigga praise the Lord, yeah