(prod. Lokizee) 

Lyrics:
She blew me off like an embouchure.
Poured some liquor before I floored her with the glide galore.
Encore, they call me the bar lord.
Slang lore door to door.
Be sore until they want more.

Was at a party, sipped Bacardi on the roof.
Now I’m in the booth, airing out the root.
Reaping my fruit.
Fuck a commute and a parachute.
Stayin fly, high in the sky, 
While I meditate to thrive.
The people I care about the most are still alive. 
Outta sight, no need to sigh.

Yo

I look at beauty as residual. 
The greatest pleasures nonphysical.
Been a true intellectual so my progression is perpetual.
Spraying strays if they can’t get respectable.
Sauté K like a vegetable.
Go fetch the bull,
Law broads too sketch to pull.
haha

She either loves me or not, fuck a knot.
Used to pop Modelos like rose petals,
Having a ball, gotta thank The Sprit of the All.
Born in the Fall, be kickin’ it like Marshall Law.

Had a long haul, took a partial stall.
Came back enthralled.
If you wack, get mauled. 
Advanced,like I’m off the wall.
Feeling better like I’m finna call off. 

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