Sushi For Breakfast

Um, I just dropped the in the woo-wop And she just spit at a **** a, I guess she

Tupac I am too stocked, you should check the inventory

Worry about your yesterday, baby, I thought it's his story

Back on my, on my California road shit Sage in the bowl shit , tryna protect my soul shit

Something's wrong with me, look, I got the

glow, bit X's see me and they wave like kids with glowsticks

I see you and it's critical

Duct tape the sad and the miserable Pro image fitted, Miami Marlins

My pockets on Uncle Fucka, swollen like they Cartman

Ivy League ish, coulda went to Dartmouth Coulda went to Stanford, Yale, even Harvard

Fuck it though, you should pop it for a real one

Now that I'm back out yonder, you wanna kill something

I caught you takin' pictures with my necklace And then you ask me if we could have sushi

for breakfast You keep askin' who in the world I'm texting

Love is that even a question, don't lie

Does she love me like she say she does, no

Thought she did, did me like suge did, Pac on death row

Would you love me if I caught a charged life, facing death row

Shit, gotta let me know it's morning She want sushi, I want Kyushu

If I'm a dick, then you're a pussy, uh Get fucked, bitch, in a Benz truck, bitch

All this aggression pin up, bitch You gon' end up pinned up on the dresser

Ski mask, Professor oops I meant Ski mask, poetry, I'm teachin' lessons, uh

Yeah, she keep askin' where I'm goin', told her where I end up, bitch

Really love, I've been everywhere, but in love Really love, I've been everywhere, but in love

I order you some sushi, but I don't eat that shit