Yetti
Chester Watson

[Verse 1: Chester Watson]

So I'm high as fuck

And probably out in London, at the Royal, watching practices for pas de deux

I'm still high as fuck

And diving in the pious, starting riots, let the fire snuff

Lungs mellow, clouds, and the lighter, I spark it

Got homies that have seen more lines than a Hyperdunk

Get it? I'm on time for the rising

And if I'm online bet a dime that I'm writing

While the plot's thickening, liquor shots quickening

Hopscotch into the drop docks with a million

Suckers foregut, sizzle, reluctant to pluck fiddle sticks

Little dick niggas erupting for Dutch brittles

Clean as the villain is venomous, rekindling

Chilling with the clutch, take a puff, let the dutch kiss him

But he the Dutch man, black Darth Vadar shit

No DJ but first person watch the fader switch

Baking up, relaxing in a green hat

Brash on my shadow lord tip, so you can mother fuck your feedback

And tell 'em take his head, he don't need that

Guillotined but his memory's never leaked, fact

Please, lean back like it's 04

Got a steam pack, gas shit is so loco

Going harder than paparazzi for close photos

The US is debating the kamikaze to ochos

But I don't fuck with these niggas

I got the whole sect to cover, why fuck with these niggas?

Just cause I'm stuck with these niggas? Bucked and a buck-fifty, slipping

Mind is sharper than rationalizing cutlery, usually not

But she bat her eyes cause she loving me, I asked her

She didn't deny, so I grabbed her thighs cause she's lovely

Corrupt Youth has been satanized with buttons

Wooki getting nookie, no cut, never sanitize the muttons, G

But that's just how it is, strike like paladins


And kill 'em all before the white knights invite cowardice

Chilling with a Valerie, showing her where valor is

Beat it, leave, and then ricochet to the alley

The demon who dares to face Zeus, hey, at the outing

Them dudes say, Just look at her booty, it's astounding

Check, he's with a smooth, sly heroine

June bug finish, two puffs so the snare'll hit

More Ds, potent chlorine causing ? cleanse

Out of bud, so the white papes got a narrow twist

To 'em, it's inherent I need a therapist

Cause sharing is caring and apparently I could spare the wits

Aliens, oh my gosh, I'm a paleontologist

Get the gist of what I say but never get what I meant

When I said that I had spent all of my grip

To go and get more cause money earned is just money flipped, son

Brag about a bitch, but you get none

Brag about your shit and get hit up

The models flock, but the throttle pop

No iPhone, got an Android with a OtterBox

It sucks to suck, but I don't really even use it

I never pay attention, I'm too busy with the music

Or I'm high as fuck

And writing gold on the iPod, no Midas touch

He fortified and people fear him like he Horus eye

Morphing to the lord, black sword and porcupine

Roofless, ruthless, Almaic and fruitless

The new kid, but he archaic with usage

Scarface of the future, but I been chilling with Shakespeare

We eating a parfait at Hooters

Scarf it down, now I'm parched, where's the juice

New rules, no peace, foul play's in the zoot, bitch


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