The Cove Lounge

(Haz Solo) Where’s everybody at? The Fuck? Is empty in the Cove Lounge No Sound of chatter Except for the losing Packers on the plasma Bartender would you happen to Have some Whiskey hard brown Somebody moved to 43 To sleep is hella hard now Must be a producer Cuzz I don’t hear him rapping much All I hear is samples And some kick, snare, claps, and such Bad enough I drove from Milwaukee for a party in the Mediterranean hall My arts in the lobby Pardon me, as I take this shot, one for the road Cheers to the butt naked, college girl in my robe Rough night, but the view from the rooms amazing Lunch from the dock, walked out in my socks like fuck it Lake water splashing on the rocks Cat fish jumping Chardonnay chilling in the bucket They give me shady looks when I ask em where the nuggets I’m trying to get high with you like passenger luggage Second shot didn’t think I’m yapping too much Wonder if Captain Morgan is cool with Captain Crunch IM trying to smash her ass till she need asthma punch from gasping Straight gassing up playing Robert Glasper Say your names Jasper, Smelling like Jasmine And she from the A, Plus she know Jazze Pha And she could make something happen IM cool tho Bartender Kudos on these drinks Take this 50, buy some beats from Rufio And you better have my back Cuzz I’m back on that real shit Something you can feel It’s ILL F in the dean Started in the springs quarter Getting bread in the Edgewater like YEA! What I do? U know I hit her with that WOMP WOMP!!