Mother of Pearls (feat. Eto)

(Intro)

Yo Yo

Uh

Yo

Yo

(Verse 1 Willie The Kid)

Big truck like the fall guy

Ball like Paul I

Butter poached wall eye

More **** more die

More bitches the more fucking

Three birds no turducken

I ain't ducking nothing,

Not for nothing, nonetheless

Three piece suits, double breasted

Silk lining, fitted vest

Yes busting bottles with some models in Cabo I'm busy

You at the hood bars tryna squabble

Until a bullet hit ya avocado guacamole

Then I slide like a trombone don't run up on me

Phony is as phony does you gotta show me

Fuck a buzz longevity my testimony (I play forever)

Consistent my **** focused no recidivism

Nevertheless you can still become a shooting victim

I shoot the shit with shooters

Fraternizing with philanthropists donate computers

Room service twice a day at the Derick you derelicts

Degenerate bastards I'm at the Masjid speaking Arabic

Never bicker with the bitter life is but a dream

Bittersweet sing along a real **** theme

(Hook Eto)

Let them bleed a little

Keep them alive until we acquit em

They'll have our hands full soon as they see a fistful

I saw them changed soon as

I should've waited but it came too fast

I'll die poor before I praise who has

How many times I gotta tell you, soon as they too pass

They'll forget you, but only love who makes you laugh

Till the moment you gotta do everything and you can't do nothing

Then maybe, nothing

Just maybe you feel me buzzin

Then maybe, maybe

Just maybe you feel me buzzin

(Verse 2 Eto)

Yeah

They waited until the iron got hot

I got it hot striking

Look at OG now, I wanted to be a lot like him

Met homie last week and they just smoked him

I ain't never met a hunter who died hiking

Killing for a meal

Asked me why am I standing up

I told him the prayers bigger than the kneel

What good are head shots if you don't shed him on his heel

Quantity over quality, Pippen or Shaquille

From forefathers to young and having like four fathers

Learned it all from my porch

His whore mama ain't clean up yet and she a jaw dropper

Ball hopper, she'll never get the lobster

Get it together

Soon you'll be able to get it together

(Hook Willie The Kid)

Let them bleed a little

Keep them alive until we acquit em

It's above me now, it's karma hit him

I saw him change soon as revolving doors rotate too fast

Revolvers, we taking from who has

How many times I gotta tell you, soon as they too pass

They'll forget you, it's only legacies that last

Till the moment you gotta do everything and you can't do nothing to me

Just maybe you feel me cuzzin