Face-Off (L.S.Darko)

[Verse 1: L.S. Darko] Excuse me, America, I don't do the taxes I make my money flip, stretch, we call it gymnastics It's fucking Friday, I need a Nia Long With a nice set of tits and a green thong Me and Juicy always smoking, we like Cheech Chong A French bitch, pussy sweet, honey Dijon She love the paper, everywhere the cash be Now baby girl, pop that pussy like some acne I must be balling cause she only fuck with athletes I'm that deep, smoking purple in a black tee I love weed nigga, I got a green thumb She fuck me nigga, until she bleed cum Your favorite crew will be on milk cartons soon I'm busting off in the ocean like a harpoon Yeah, money green nigga, so they envy A gat on me with a beam for the enemy Kush and codeine, now I lean like the Italy Tower of Pisa nigga, a pretty diva with us Her body is magnifique, I call her Mona Lisa Oh yeah, and she barely speak, she only roll the reefer I'm smoking super kush, good god, I'm super high Bumping Ready To Die, feeling ready to die Like I done seen death, shit you ain't seen yet With there is no hate, and you don't need flesh A bright idea, you can see me in the nighttime Got weed, a bitch, a pack of rubbers, and some white wine Got left behind cause you wasn't in your right mind Lost all your paper cause you wasn't in the right grind I put my dick between her tits, now we Siamese Fucked her on the floor so I won't mess up my designer sheets Made her pussy fart, burp, cough, her vagina speak She suck away the pain and strain her brain like it's finals week [Verse 2: L.S. Darko] Perfect day, ten bitches, and sour diesel Eleven coffins, my flow ugly awesome, you hear this shit And get lost and eventually I have a fortune That'll be awesome Getting hand-painted portraits of me getting my balls licked Pump-action shotty that will shoot off your door hinge Dusting weed by the ton, nigga needed forklifts Razor blade under my tongue while I spit this raw shit Y'all niggas should forfeit