Pineapple Crush (feat. Joey Zen)

Double up on the blunt roto I'm going ghost in the fumes Like a chimney up the roof Caught the meanest body, coughing up a lung on a Korean shawty Now she acting crushed cause I busted in a rush Sorry, hun I know I'm nothing but a no good globetrotter Give Harlem my best when I'm doing shows for cult followers Saturnalias knows it best, we got no problems Putting y'all to rest if they ever try to test me again Finna drop another classic and never share my recipe A magician never tells his secrets no matter the line of questioning It's sleight of hand the way these verses sneaking in, no editing I ride that hoe, equestrian, had to remind y'all who the best again JR-sizzle, yeah he missed y'all Had to fire off faster than a missile With no guidance system, no countdown to liftoff But I'm pissed off Off the rip, yeah I'm waiting for the BOOM! Yeah I'm waiting for the world to know my name, huh Too bad I care too much bout where I earn my fame from Know that's a thing that my partners can relate to Or rather skate on, we writing songs till the days gone Okay someone pass the lighter cause the game met its match With these pre-rolled flows I blow O's on every track So excuse my French, been inhaling the pack Blowing ghosts as a toast for those we can't get back So I won't back down from anything or anyone Cause my team already won, 47 champions Amping up the ambience, plugged in to the style of art Speakers blaring all our truths that we discovered in the dark So now we shed light on how to get right Thinking of all these blessings got me itchin' like head lice Scratch that I'm on a red eye Gotta keep my head high Living in the moment's how I know that I'm dead right