(Hook: Scribemecca)
I keep a couple dollars, coolin
Catch me dabbin while I’m coolin
Couchmode - space cruising
Probably watching Fooly Cooly (FLCL)
(Verse: Scribemecca)
Stay on my grind like a pro skater
Paper is fueling my time, I should be a baker
A couple more of these ounces, I’ll buy a laser
Keep my toes on the ground, till I’m dabbing later
Fuck with that scent and that bold flavor
You fuck with that oil?
We can smoke later
BADYOSHI - smoke major
Slab Yoshi - only dank
Asthmatic like I’m Darth Vader
With a black katana, cut your lesbiana
Wildabeest to mufasa - I kill the pussy
But I can’t be your father, my golden ticket
Keep the big willy wonka open for business
S’il vous plait - let’s menage and pretend we did it
While you racing for dimes just to keep an image
I ain’t wastin my time, watch me photo finish
(Hook: Scribemecca)
I keep a couple dollars, coolin
Catch me dabbin while I’m coolin
Couchmode - space cruising
Probably watching Fooly Cooly (FLCL)
(Verse: Yodi Mac)
Let's do something we ain't never done
Like bring your friend and watch me make her cum
Juicy fruit slow dripping off my tongue
Mac so nasty love chew it up
See I lost my last bitch I don't give a fuck
Got plenty squirrels out catching all these nuts
Flip a pound that don't I even touch
Mad connected outlets for the plug
See I stack the cash & dash like Dame to funds
Want my brand on everything I push
Music, Chronic shirts or chronic kush
We move like Sonic where the Sonics was
Yellin bring ‘em back, this Mecca for the sport
Always ride with Mecca, scribing what's important
You bitch ass niggas riding my foreskin
Get mercy killings, Yodi gone Kevorkian
(Hook: Scribemecca & Yodi Mac)
I keep a couple dollars, coolin
Catch me dabbin while I’m coolin
Couchmode - space cruising
Probably watching Fooly Cooly (FLCL)
(Verse: Scribemecca)
We’re the realest niggas ever
Keep your feelings to yourself
Get your planet on my level
Know that she’s the blessing, maybe we’re the devil
Know that I’m forever snake that eat the tail
Alchemy & phonics how I float the bill
Turn the flow to gold and spend it on a bale
Flip it into paper selling by itself
(Verse: Yodi Mac)
Pussy don't you tell, body down well
Maybe not
But what the hell, we'll say you fell
Fuck bout she feel, got her eatin eel
Heels to Jesus, bet he see us do the deal
Fuck about bitch
I ain't got the time
Put something on my wrist
To make these bitches cry
Pull up inside a whip I barely even drive
To make you niggas sick and hope I fuckin die
(Hook: Scribemecca & Yodi Mac)
I keep a couple dollars, coolin
Catch me dabbin while I’m coolin
Couchmode - space cruising
Probably watching Fooly Cooly (FLCL)
I keep a couple dollars, coolin
Catch me dabbin while I’m coolin
Couchmode - space cruising
Probably watching Fooly Cooly (FLCL)
(Verse: Scribemecca)
Stay on my grind like a pro skater
Paper is fueling my time, I should be a baker
A couple more of these ounces, I’ll buy a laser
Keep my toes on the ground, till I’m dabbing later
Fuck with that scent and that bold flavor
You fuck with that oil?
We can smoke later
BADYOSHI - smoke major
Slab Yoshi - only dank
Asthmatic like I’m Darth Vader
With a black katana, cut your lesbiana
Wildabeest to mufasa - I kill the pussy
But I can’t be your father, my golden ticket
Keep the big willy wonka open for business
S’il vous plait - let’s menage and pretend we did it
While you racing for dimes just to keep an image
I ain’t wastin my time, watch me photo finish
(Hook: Scribemecca)
I keep a couple dollars, coolin
Catch me dabbin while I’m coolin
Couchmode - space cruising
Probably watching Fooly Cooly (FLCL)
(Verse: Yodi Mac)
Let's do something we ain't never done
Like bring your friend and watch me make her cum
Juicy fruit slow dripping off my tongue
Mac so nasty love chew it up
See I lost my last bitch I don't give a fuck
Got plenty squirrels out catching all these nuts
Flip a pound that don't I even touch
Mad connected outlets for the plug
See I stack the cash & dash like Dame to funds
Want my brand on everything I push
Music, Chronic shirts or chronic kush
We move like Sonic where the Sonics was
Yellin bring ‘em back, this Mecca for the sport
Always ride with Mecca, scribing what's important
You bitch ass niggas riding my foreskin
Get mercy killings, Yodi gone Kevorkian
(Hook: Scribemecca & Yodi Mac)
I keep a couple dollars, coolin
Catch me dabbin while I’m coolin
Couchmode - space cruising
Probably watching Fooly Cooly (FLCL)
(Verse: Scribemecca)
We’re the realest niggas ever
Keep your feelings to yourself
Get your planet on my level
Know that she’s the blessing, maybe we’re the devil
Know that I’m forever snake that eat the tail
Alchemy & phonics how I float the bill
Turn the flow to gold and spend it on a bale
Flip it into paper selling by itself
(Verse: Yodi Mac)
Pussy don't you tell, body down well
Maybe not
But what the hell, we'll say you fell
Fuck bout she feel, got her eatin eel
Heels to Jesus, bet he see us do the deal
Fuck about bitch
I ain't got the time
Put something on my wrist
To make these bitches cry
Pull up inside a whip I barely even drive
To make you niggas sick and hope I fuckin die
(Hook: Scribemecca & Yodi Mac)
I keep a couple dollars, coolin
Catch me dabbin while I’m coolin
Couchmode - space cruising
Probably watching Fooly Cooly (FLCL)
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