Bondo

To keep it honest man My younger days was crime-ridden Sneaking out the crib and hittin' whips To try to fit in Little did I know them niggas didn't have it in them I graduated through it I guess I heard the music Went day tripping and stumbled upon a calling booth It stuck with me like tanker ships on a barnacle Look at me now We 9 deep at the venue nigga 3-5 With me She 5'5, I ain't come in with her Roll another paper up Can't match, it's dangerous They lacing up the product From the front to back wit angel dust I hit the road and go home Hot box is not broke I choke choke Evoke smoke Through potholes in hot bowls Christen down my new whip Rosalia playing in the background from the pulpit Grammy nominated if you ask the boys I cool wit Sly just on some coop shit Crash Bandicoot-rement Not picking up a broomstick All you niggas salty huh Learn it like the Kalima I got the evidence That you ain't pure No need to hide it now Peanut you so brittle man My kicks is matching Killa Cam Nike checks and balances Is needed from my government That's another story though Find some other day for it Tripping running 'round The Capitol Like modern day Forrest Standing like I'm Martin Luther At the line of peace and looting Niggas shooting truth And smoking boof Up on the roof in Koufos Came back day 2 shit Thoughts of Beirut running 2 mans Like a 5k race, oooh damn Fuck y'all and y'all Ku Klan White hood where I stay nigga Mean mugging, won't play wit em Lick a cracker like dog shit If they rude ass won't call quits Liquor stay in my double cup Throw a fist up when my Captain come You ain't got no credit with me You ain't doing nothing tryna cap for one Skunk smell in my coat bro Don't play I'm the GOAT though Ringside with a bad clique Ain't no bum hoes in our convo Higher eyes like a condo Hands sticky like Bondo Fuck all of yo rules man I don't trust shit fuck 5-0 I said Higher eyes like a condo Hands sticky like Bondo Fuck all of yo rules man I don't trust shit fuck 5-0