A Thousand Mountains Lyrics by Freddie Gibbs & The Alchemist
Ayo
Still slammin’, still ’bout it, still countin’
Feel like the only *** rap cold as me, Andre 3000
***, I raised a generation, kicked game on a thousand albums
I should go get me a flute and just disappear in the mountains
Like the black Bruce Wayne, Young Kane, the rabbit man begins
Never late, no expiration date when it’s ’bout revenge
I got rich off rappin’ ’bout *** and ***, I ain’t need the spins
Smackin’ *** with two naked actresses, ***, take off the Skims
When you see ’em, salute ’em or shoot ’em
I’m sick like quarantine, go War Machine once Alchemist loop it
You *** pupils, all of my students, so tranquilo, escuchin
We *** out the villa in St. Lucia while you scammin’ and boostin’, *** ***
The *** was popular, followed her
Bought her ice, she a swallower
Matthew Henson, on my mission, heart as cold as Antarctica
She don’t *** with Geminis, now all these hoes is astrologists
Janky ***, I wish that ass and *** came with a doctorate
Or a Masters, or a Bachelors, at least Associates, ***
Thinkin’ with my ***, gotta kick these tricks that I associate with
That’s why I been ghosting that ***
That’s why I be ghosting these ***
Ain’t no more postin’ tweets, you know how I’m approaching these ***
*** don’t brack without rabbit, even they fans knew it
They should let me bet on these *** floppin’ on FanDuel
***, I built you up, it ain’t *** to get you dismantled
I’m five thousand degrees and you pussies can’t hold a candle, ***
If a man lets another man take care of him
He shouldn’t be offended or get upset whenever, whenever he get treated like a ***
Yeah, yeah
Uh
So why these *** get it started with me?
‘Bout to put these pussies in a box like that Barbie movie
I *** up my first few packs of rock, that *** was hardly movin’
Hit a lick, now I switch out my whips like the Saudis do it (Skrrt, skrrt)
Uh, ridin’ in my bucket, park the Benzi
***, I’ll buy your mama house and put her out like DJ Envy
Angela Yee to Charlamagne, gee, y’all got some names on y’all
It’s Mr. Platinum, Ghost rabbit, I put frames on walls
I put frames on Vogues, blowin’ change on hoes
Saw your ashy-ass stones and kept it plain rose gold
*** claim they movin’ weight, I know they name can’t hold
Starin’ down my barrel ‘fore the devil claim your soul, *** ***
I treat this *** like Mortal Kombat, two hundred to get your moms back
Don’t call polices, ***, or we gon’ flip and send her thumbs back
Mexico made a mill and I ain’t have to ship a crumb back
*** ain’t fun when rabbit got the ***, ho, where the funds at?
Raised my generation, kicked game on a thousand albums
I should go get me a flute and just disappear in the mountains
Tell the truth, I got the youth in the booth, I found the Fountain
*** been rappin’ like twenty years, I can go for another thousand or stop
Uh, yeah
Seven grams left, I should go for another thousand
I’m an East Gary ***, food stamps and public housing
I should go get me a flute and just disappear in the mountains, ya ***