Party and Bullshit 5.Oh

[Verse 1] I’m taking it back to an older era When they were kicking it oh so clever You need me like aloe vera in the sahara Keeping you alive like a hobo’s sweater Predator, editor, not your average competitor When’s better? A wrecka', now or later, I crush shit whenever On the regular, whatever the weather I gotta make it rain, a shot of vodka for you pain I’m hopping on the stage, and dropping hot stuff on the page Lyics Fat Man, I drop bombs No tom-foolery they’re realer than Saddam’s Some Don jewelry, that’s all she got on Hop on, or walk off You want the sweet? Bitch it's all about the savory White meat, tell the chef that its praiseworthy Ooh mommy, that’s some umami Did I come prepared? I got a few on me [Verse 2] I dropped a set again while meddelin' with medicine Jettison the lead my friend I’ll kick it from my head again Instead of letting tests, mess my zen, like estrogen If my mind is jetting, I think with my meat-stick, venison I’m genuine, the gentleman in the midnight cipher Always behind bars like a consecutive lifer Executive life has a price, no recycling, I’ll go green Stack dough with a pro team, we just bulking up, protein I’m so clean, this just the come-up like a blow scene A wet dream, its all about the C.R.E.A.M. like I was fourteen But now its four tens, they each got four friends That’s a lotta skins, each loses their importance Girl tryna dead me? I gotta ‘nother couple hitting me Go ahead, call me names, I’m a motherfucker literally She said, “oh please, be my friend” that mom was fuckable I said “I’ll be you OB/GYN,” you Mrs. Huxtable [Verse 3] I love getting stupid, cause I’m so damn intelligent You say you twisted, well I’m getting hella bent Uhhhh I’m better sober cause I practice drugged At this club, I’ll shake your world, as if Atlas shrugged Fat ass attributes, I spot it if you got em Shorts are too long if I can’t see your pockets out the bottom Boy friend? Don’t care, don’t act like lockets are a problem I’ll have that leaf coming off like a tree out in autumn I’m awesome, I’m bossin' often I’m under pressure, gassing, on my way to stardom I’m far from, where I need to be But recently, I’ve been moving speedily Ceaselessly, sowing words together seamlessly Hope to be talking to some B.I.G. fellas vis a vis Kick it, lets get this party started Bullshittin till I’m dearly departed I’m gunning like an army with bullets A smarty on a pulpit, I just wanna (party and bullshit)