escobar (feat. twohorizonra, Malcolm Jakob & Pat Ron)

Mix lean with the sprite with the codeine, nice

Sip proper, I'm OG right?

Got ice like Kobe wife

Know Two one hundred you told her right?

The way I'm molded right?

I could make you a celebrity overnight

We sorta like Goldie right?

****, we get blunted and smoke that right?

Got a task for living absurd, live sorta like, "mark my words"

Play your part, don't talk get hurt

Son living first class, chauffeured

I ain't getting no backlash, your life trash, a living cash grab

**** talk big but ain't really stunted

I die hard, giving up for nothing

**** Bruce Willis living calm, chillest, talking wrong wit us

Finna bomb get it, **** I smoke that bomb swisher

Backwood, it's giving cool ****

Boy I don’t have to prove, seen it, living tall, scenic

Imma tall reaper and a palm reacher, smoking gone with it

Be the wrong preacher still show them right

Bitch you know me, show me nice

Poured up in a chaser, I pour gin tonic on Goslings ice

Gifted height, cause my aura tight

Yeah, **** outta sight, feeling interstellar, yeah yes I are

Pulled up in a SiR, took five puffs of an esco-bar, lets go

Yeah, uh

Recent plays look extra large, fly shit in my repertoire

Short talk like Kevin Hart, all in my ears A-S-M-R

All I’m hearing is jokes really, claiming that they stepping hard

I’m just tryna get richer prior to me leaving earth to go rest

And part with all the extra y’all stressing hard

Get me my beverage, parched

Crown & sprite on ice like Disney

Many want me I’m blessed, in charge

Still I feel like I’ve yet to start, take your chance, I roll the dice

Real name like Obie Trice, not the Obi Kenobi type

Don’t force shit, still my flows is nice

Won’t choke, I’m chosen right?

I ain’t really no socialite but baby where you wan’ go tonight?

I’m hoping that you the one, but if not you the prototype

Take a ride on my motorbike, let me stretch it like yoga tights

Young groovy **** like sho ya right

Leave you froze I’m cold as ice

The way we molded right?

I could make you a celebrity overnight

King size, I’m rolling flights, but I’ll make an exception, sparse

Backwoods I roll sess in, chard, big cigars like Escobar, I’m gone

Y'all **** don't smoke no gas

You **** ain't smoking right

I make one call right now

My plug is shipping the packs overnight

That shit you **** is on overhyped

Thick bitch on my left and my right

Bout to roll me a few take flight

Why all of these rap **** is so uptight?

Bout to call up a bad bitch to ruin my night

Knowing her she gon ruin it right?

I be taking my time, and she be blowing my line

And she ain't fucking with you cause you ain't doing it right

Name another with a flow this nice

Vida told me all these **** go lite

Flow mean cause a **** too nice

I can make you a celebrity overnight then I'm gone hoe

Yeah, I'm gone hoe

**** don't wanna be down with you bitch ass **** no more

You know what I'm saying?

We got our own shit down here

A long time ago we had our own music

Street military putting it down

You know what I'm talking bout?

And when- when- when Willie D and them was coming down

Talking country and letting they nuts hang

You know?

That's when I grasped onto something that was special

And I ain't never look back