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Casey Veggies - PNCINTLOFWGKTA lyrics
[Verse 1: Casey Veggies]
 This shit is schizo, tell a chick to get low
 Yeah that was an insult, sorry for that info
 Young killa' that be ridin' round, swag me out, wipe me down
 Your bitch is just like a frog and she just be hoppin' around
 Whole squad be pipin' it down, that Peas and Carrots, That OF
 Gun fights with no vests, get merked off when I blow checks
 Ain't talkin' grams but I'm on deck, they talkin' grams I'm focused
 This flow sick, you know this, she rolled it like a mosh pit
 Imagine that, I hardly kick them braggin raps
 But right now my swag is a bad ho, magnet
 You hesitant and I'm adamant, can't stop this, got the locksmith
 In the door, on the scene, cash rules and I'm making cream like
 [Hook: Tyler, The Creator]
 Niggas see the chains and the bitches and the gold
 These niggas think it came with the fishes and a boat
 Well fuck the bullshit it's time to let these niggas know
 Let these niggas know, let these niggas know
 [Bridge: Casey Veggies]
 Getting money now nigga trust that
 Fresh up out the plastic nigga fuck that
 Y'all niggas talking shit but y'all won't bust back
 Nah!
 [Verse 2: Domo Genesis]
 I'm high as my confidence, nigga sue me
 Niggas acting like they part of the action I'm in the movie
 Lets get it crackin', young nigga with fashion, two piece Louis
 With a hand full of hoochies tryna to stuff em in the hoopty
 Yeah I'm bougie, but nigga fuck it do you and I do me
 Was frontin' like my new teeth and now they lookin like "Who he?"
 Oops this Domo Genesis, Wolf Gang syndicate
 Wolf Gang we in this bitch, thick like Brazilian bitches is
 Listen kid, this is the part where I'm swearing we win
 Money make the world go round I'm preparing to spin
 I swear I love LA but when it's ready to end
 I'm in New York tossing dimes like I'm Jeremy Lin
[Hook] + [Bridge]Casey Veggies - PNCINTLOFWGKTA - http://motolyrics.com/casey-veggies/pncintlofwgkta-lyrics.html
 [Verse 3: Hodgy Beats]
 I'm a silent flexer oh, hybrid Lexus, low
 I bred measures, my hybrid's better
 Sativa dominant, abolish kids with prominence
 Demolish and conquer shit, faggots wanna honor this
 I know you see the cars and the whips
 Broads and these bitches on my balls and my dick
 I'm here for the cash I ain't calling in sick
 Next time I pick up the phone, I'm calling in rich
 One dollar, two dollar, three dollar, four
 One nozzle, two models, three bottles pour
 I wake up in the morning like I missed the night before
 I know I love my life for sure
 You know I fucked your wife, my whore
 I'm a fucking animal, that's one hell of a species
 I move you niggas out the way with my telekinesis
[Hook] + [Bridge]
 [Verse 4: Earl Sweatshirt]
 Jive pants tattered kicks, Sunday sabbath-less
 Lose-lose, .22 caps in that catchers mitt
 And daddy's absence was the reason why the swagger's this
 Similar to abstinent ass and you ain't tappin' shit
 Who rap rancid as rats acid with four and a
 Half rations of horse laxatives down the hatch again
 And dip fast as shit when all the cash cacklin'
 Stanzas is them axes that him have to cut the chatter with
 Hard as the wall of Clay Cassius that my back against
 Hulk smash brackets that the masses try to stash him in
 Half pans labyrinth, half black magic grip
 Black flack jacket tap dancin' in a passion pit
 Golf Wang cut and stitch surgical
 Lips slurpin' that lit purple, my bitch circular
 Not givin' shits like writers when its personal
 Disgurstin' as dick burpin' when its vertical
 [Outro: Tyler, The Creator]
 (Oh shit that's the end huh
 Aww, un uh man, I like talking shit, I feel like P. Diddy!)








