Rack$/Marleywood from Annabelle Lecter by Duch Dillinger

Aiyo I'm stacking that, thats Jenga
Dudes on my ass, Topenga
I park my ass on leather
Flow Deccember, throw that finger
And your words just look like letters
You birds just look like feathers
That storm just look like weather
Tell that thunder, Bitch whatever
Yo if it knocks, its Kick Raux
Keep the pussy on Fort Knox
You keep the pussy on warthog
Duck out, foie gras
Life a bitch but I know her, she put me through some shit
But I know that lady love me cuz she always let me hit, no bandana

I don't pop that Molly, obvi
I puff on that Bobby Marley
Rip your fucking head off Barbie
Sorry, but Im not
You can pardon all the gwop, got some pot up in the drop
And if they talking like we not some monsters rock em on the block
"What is your name? I told you its - IT DOESNT MATTER WHAT YOUR NAME IS"
You can hear the way that bang, let me get my fangs in it
You don't get the money do ya, you just hang with it
You don't get the pussy do ya, you just pay bitches
Don't be saying shit, aint in a position
Lemme lemme get it on the Gardener, they know
Take a shot to the face, K.O
Get high for this, blunt smoke
Yeah we freakin for the weekend, XO
Gimme head gimme head, neck hole
You could do it at my next show, escrow
Oh, and my Sprite so Pepto
But I don't knock Molly

• Hip-Hop
• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Rap
• Toronto