GOAT SKIN

Ayo the rum runner summer summit
We get money until the sun plummet
My thunn's sip the bubbly and become blunted!
For sure, secret folklore; we need more manure
The stone structure was built by a moor
All i heard was 'good morning mi amor!'; the V6 roar
I veered off on quick trip to the weed store
Thirty foot marlin. maple log floor
The longest hallway you ever saw lord!
Squeezing lime over stingray wing
She love the way my jewelry sway and swing
Babies on the corner playing jump rope
He ain't hold the shit right, his thumb broke!
Midnight, cigar lit. the front seat is mine, nigga! dibbs!
Wearing chains at dinner like bibs!

Ayo what's good mami?
How you doin, get beside me
See looms. crack him a heiney in a guanahani
Money green as some guava skin or wasabi
Overseas, big wave season tsunami
On stage with a band like ron isley

Wake up, carve a niche and walk through some doors
Pause, drink some water, hold the applause
Continue like a loop. need the most loot
We throwing blades each day of the week
These amazing suede clark's stay on my feet
Ayo, who threw you permission to use this here mic?
Point to him if he in clear sight
A snake get squished. the script was opaque
At wish, take a month long smoke break
My raw steelo. control the holy ego
Let's all smoke something, we bought a kilo
My demeanor like a eighteen wheeler
In the field like a pittsburgh steeler
The cacique been at war with columbus
When it rains it pours, so we call thunders
Beat goat skin drums and burn lumbers