Lyrics

Bah bah…BAH BAH BAH!

Hawk, Fly,
someone talkin shit tonight,
Okay. Fine.
Try to slide, try to slide,
he tried, he died,
he threatened 3,
but know seer,
know seer,
she uhhh,
put her hair up,
nose, see her?
No see her.
where they at!?
No’s here!
No’s here!
oooo!
we here!
crackin’ beers!
look,
You got a spotter,
I got 6,
all got choppers,
another 5 silent nights,
more body rockers,
4 ambulances,
Each unit, parked her,
3 times,
Mike, Parker,
2 Speakers,
blare heaters,
1 chance,
grand slam,
Derek Jeter,
nobody but myself said “I’m next”
whole game starin’, Cartman lookin’ all of perplexed,
SpongeBob, jaw dropped,
Patrick and Squiddy,
Hawk and her Chin Checks,
fresh bored off this beat,
said next, straight suplexed,
shots rang out the duplex,
who am I to annex,
another vocaloid with poorly timed delivery,
you had to quantize just to keep the p.c. at my speed,
you can’t touch a track’s hawk when they writing on weed,
add clonazepam, it dies by a slow bleed,
Crowd chants,
“LARRY”
“LARRY”
post controversy, switch tone,
“JERRY”
“JERRY”
Rick and Morty,
This ain’t a song, it’s an artificial warning,
Fire off another round,
feel the whole military,
bro, gut shot, shit leakin,
scat cemetery,
Sittin’ here murderous,
killer rock’s lazy,
sedimentary sedentary,
secretary, but she legendary,
any shot taken, bet that bullet necessary,
Diplomatic Shooter, Armed Emissary,
Cupid with a Valentine,
Fairy’s back, this February,
Sherlock and Watson,
you kindergarten,
stuck in elementary,
all I do is fire off, I’m a Machine Gun’s Sentry, and know if my pen’s dispatched, some Shady Tree raised me,
see me hanging?
those lunch trays banging!?
Ava’s Crazy!
Iowan’s in Indiana,
Young Hawk Caught a Fever,
I gotta go see her,
pull up to the game in a broken beater,
with a heater,
and a heater,
the potions,
and ether,
walked on by,
middle finger to the parking meter (gangster)
chillin in a white suburban trailer,
chokin’ on weed,
puff pass the inhaler,
pen game, Taylor,
Sharp as attack from airborne army rangers,
to their team, I am no stranger,
I make one phone call,
they’ll hit the field and train her.
don’t tempt fate,
It’s 6:08!?
damn…
finished late…