Part Ways

(Album: Mansion Musick - 2018)

Aye turn the music up for me Chris
GO! GO!

All red foreigns, all black choppa
Here I come, you ready or not
I keep big ole knots, I will pick your lock
Foenem be loading up smoking on dope
Fore' they hit your block
Shoot them dice, hit your car
I need duct tape, bitch no scotch
All of these waves I'm feeling like Nas (aye)
Before we part ways I gotta flex up

Killing that beat, what you can't see?
You know what it is, know what it may be
Should blame the drugs, but I blame me (aye, aye)
Look at my ring (aye, aye), what's my KD? (aye, aye)
Keeping them squares outta the tent (aye, aye)
We spending new money (aye, aye) outta the rent (aye, aye)
Make 200 bands aye, outta some lent (aye, aye)
You talking real niggas aye, I'm up in the mix (aye, aye)
She heard my voice (aye, aye) it made her moist (aye, aye)
I'm up in the forest (aye, aye) trap with the boys (aye, aye)
You got no choice (aye, aye) bad bitch named Joyce (aye, aye)
Picking up coins (aye, aye) in the rolls royce (aye, aye) aye

All red foreigns, all black choppa
Here I come, you ready or not
I keep big ole knots, I will pick your lock
Foenem be loading up smoking on dope
Fore' they hit your block
Shoot them dice, hit your car
I need duct tape, bitch no scotch
All of these waves I'm feeling like Nas (aye)
Before we part ways I gotta flex up

Last but not least, you tryna find me? (tryna find me)
You better off finding Nemo aye
Jump in the Z (aye, aye) Her uber was twenty dollars
Aye, she live by me (aye, aye)
Bitch I'm John Madden aye, run it by me (aye, aye)
Ain't no rules (aye, aye) we up yo street (aye, aye)
Hoe get up off me (aye, aye) you missed yo beat (aye, aye)
Coughing up trees (aye, aye) throwing up threes (aye, aye)
Spraying like febreeze (aye, aye) yeah it can be that way
Aye

All red foreigns, all black choppa
Here I come, you ready or not
I keep big ole knots, I will pick your lock
Foenem be loading up smoking on dope
Fore' they hit your block
Shoot them dice, hit your car
I need duct tape, bitch no scotch
All of these waves I'm feeling like Nas (aye)
Before we part ways I gotta flex up