Текст песни Intro (Bonus Track) - AOTBOOG

Ha I said the why you do that
Uh yeah yeah I'm running that tax
P-S-A nigga P-S-A
A-O

I'm A sensai with weight talking yoda mass
No time to be fucking with your dumb ass
Counting up O's like I'm Ostertag
Numbers on board and you can't get no close to that
Pulling on weave this the bonus track
Don't play with me won't get token back
Your hand in your shirt like you toting that
Bottled emotions you open cap
Type to scream hold me back, hold me back, hold me back
Holy mac a row
That ass fat natural
Supreme drip admiral
That sex tape camera roll
She a scammer doe
Don't trust no hoe who got a bank with Santander
Who goin ride with the sticks antenna
Because niggas all out of pocket bandana
With the reaper Billy Mandy

My tunnel vision hoodie melo no peripheral
Beyond Triggered let little shit get to you
That's what a blick a do
You want no physical?
Your body half quart looking like a ritual
That's a pint of blood want to fantasize
L-A bron in the paint want to vandalize
Saint Nick in a suit ain't no sanitize
Watch me floor seats Godzereich when that banner rise
Hammer time hammer time hammer time I'm
On ya ass like them camera guys I'm
Ladder climb, ladder climb, ladder climb I'm
At the top now they after mine
They do me like Gatsby in chapter nine
Why add the whole truth bout with half the lies
I'm working for shit got the staff supplies
Bruce Wayne mini drip watch she bat an eye
Act surprised, splasher eyes, plaster dries
You yelling big drip you leaking information
My soul she lick lick like Annabelle creation
Don't play the pick six to ease a situation
What's the quick fix duration
You text your girl like rest love
I beat her shit like quest love
Cold world don't stress bruh
Mopping ceiling that's messed up
Best blood best cuz just vest up
Riddle me this who you shoot if you miss
Mute all your clips before you find your roots in a ditch
No saluting in piss
You selling poof in this bitch
You a spoof like it's wish
And the proof in the dish
Uh fish kale because I'm keening at the weigh in
Pager D books sunscreen with the spray in
Taylor made shit like the ham with the may in
I never mount to the shit now a nigga Himalayan

I'm A sensai with weight talking yoda mass
No time to be fucking with your dumbass
Counting up O's like I'm Ostertag
Numbers on board and you can't get no close to that
Pulling on weave this the bonus track
Don't play with me won't get token back
Your hand in your shirt like you toting in that
Bottled emotions you open cap
Type to scream hold me, back hold me back, hold me back
Holy mac a row
That ass fat natural
Supreme drip admiral
That sex tape camera roll
She a scammer doe
Don't trust no hoe who got a bank with Santander
Who goin ride with the sticks antenna
Because niggas all out of pocket bandana
With the reaper Billy Mandy