Lyrics WET FLOOR! - Mondo the Moonrock

Be on swivel for the delivery
(Roger that)
All my conversations got commas in them
Call me confidential, I'm crawling away
(From any consequence)
Brain on the racks, not these thots, gossip or followers
You talking thrax, you might catch
(A follow back)
What would they be without all my energy
I like pussy, but I do not like
No motherfucking copycats
I gotta wash these dollars, where the laundromat

Heavy the head that wear this crown
Pounds heavy, shit, I'll carry em, ain't never glaring down
Petal house to Beverly gala, switching my whereabouts
Everybody staring at me like I'm finna air it out
I pull the mask down
Another mask under it
Them bloodhounds back out
Laugh 'cause they can't muzzle us
I took the trash out
Them dirty bands coming in
The man in the mirror trying not to let the past fuck with him

I put this shit off for the longest
I slipped up, got lost in the moment
But just for a moment
I must see shit, touch it and hold it
I just trust hoes far as I can throw them
My eyes just rolled back, slowed the motion
I let go, I'm not who control this

Wait
Nobody ever set me out a plate, I had to take shit
Away
Something feeling really out of place, break shit on the table, erase this
Pain
Nobody ever set me out a plate, I had to take shit
Nobody ever set me out a plate, I had to

I put this shit off for the longest
I slipped up got lost in the moment
But just for a moment
I must see shit, touch it and hold it
I just trust hoes far as I can throw them
My eyes just rolled back, slowed the motion
I let go, I'm not who control this

Wait
Away
Pain
Away
Wait