LAND OF THE FREAKS

作词 : Tauheed Epps/Gary Evan Fountaine/Joshua Cross

作曲 : Tauheed Epps/Gary Evan Fountaine/Joshua Cross

Dat Boy Cassius

Nonstop

I hop on the beat

Her body on fleek

My pockets obese

My partner gon' eat

My partner a G

We straight out the street

Home of the Braves

Land of the freaks

I hop on the beat

Her body on fleek

My pockets obese

My partner gon' eat

My partner a G

We straight out the street

Home of the Braves

Land of the freaks

Got so many cars, I'm like,

"What I need to be here for?" (Yeah)

Got so much money, I'm like,

"What I'm gon' pretend for?" (Yeah)

Hundred dollar bills with no mother****ing billfold (No

And you know I'm kickin' shit like a ****ing field goal (No

Yeah, gold, all on my pinky (Damn)

Yeah, gold, all on my wrist

Yeah, gold, all on my grill

Yeah, gold, all on my chest

Yeah, I'm a misfit, dipshit, fishsticks, six whip

Times two, I'm cold, swine flu, must I remind you?

Mother****er, tell her suck my dick, my bitch, she came with stiletto

Niggas, my crew, we came with Barretta

Niggas, my car, it came with umbrella

Niggas, put that shit on acapella, head to toe in Donatell

Niggas know my old school, a mother****ing Panamera (God damn!

Mind on me (No), so don't worry 'bout mine

I smoke and get vibes

Look at my eye (Yeah), I can't decide how to describe

Your niggas lookin' broke, I hope that shit a disguise (Yeah

I hop on the beat

Her body on fleek

My pockets obese

My partner gon' eat

My partner a G

We straight out the street

Home of the Braves

Land of the freaks

I hop on the beat

Her body on fleek

My pockets obese

My partner gon' eat

My partner a G

We straight out the street

Home of the Braves

Land of the freaks

Freak on my Zodiac, you must be heavy on Cognac

I gave you a hundred, you told me a seventy five,

Lil' mother****er, I want me a quarterbac

I am indulgin' in oysters, I bought my shawty a cluster

I come and ride for a busta,

Car came with everything except a butler, yeah

She pidgeon-toed in them Christians

Don't **** with Goofy niggas, that's Disne

Always on my grizzly, table in the back, picnic (Yeah)

Alka-Seltzer Cold, your career started fizzin'

You gon' need 4 pair Cartier's to see my vision

Ok, deliverin' a dealer************p

Go so much, need a member************p

My car knock-kneed like Kenny Smith

And I'm signin' off, no penman************p, yeah

I hop on the beat

Her body on fleek

My pockets obese

My partner gon' eat

My partner a G

We straight out the street

Home of the Braves

Land of the freaks

I hop on the beat

Her body on fleek

My pockets obese

My partner gon' eat

My partner a G

We straight out the street

Home of the Braves

Land of the freaks