Cosmic Humility Interlude Songtext
von do not resurrect

This shit be sick, then I′m the doctor, uh
Hollows out the chopper, uh
Bangin out the window
Hollowtip meet oblongata, huh
I just caught a body, huh
Take it to The Promised Land
Ima run it back
And stack the chips until a hunnid grand
Then double it
Ok, I'm creepin with that fye, uh huh
Sneak in from behind, uh huh
Bonjour, magnifique
That hollowtip gon blow his mind, uh huh
AK-45, uh huh
Hollup, 47, huh
That boy like computers
Let him peep this Mac-11, huh I go POV
Oh boy, that G-Lock yo competitor I want Givenchy so I tote heat to get my credit up
All yo hoes on me I don′t want she, I want her debit card
Y'all don't want no beef


Y′all boys go vegan with the predator
Out in D-Town swangin
All this silver on my fingers
Got a nigga movin gaudy
Model bodies on the razor
All imprisoned in my mind
But in my body I′m a singer
Busy stickin with the shottas
Steady mobbin on you haters
Elevator to my condo In my casa, I'm a savior
Had to piss all in the pot
Them yellow drops could fuel a hangar
Aviators on to block out all the shots that you been takin
Aggravate me one more time I′m giving line ups with a laser
Why you shakin, nigga?
Fye, uh huh
Sneak in from behind, uh huh
Bonjour, magnifique
That hollowtip gon blow his mind, uh huh
AK-45, uh huh
Hollup, 47, huh
That boy like computers
Let him peep this Mac-11, huh
I go POV
Oh boy, that G-Lock yo competitor
I want Givenchy so I tote heat to get my credit up