Locomotive Lyrics
(Blah)
I know the hoes like the back of my hand
I got groupies a part of my hand (Yeesh)
Stackin’ the bodies like Holocaust
But now the Jew is in charge of the camp (Brapp)
Token on so many meds
I get pills that the dudes in the pharmacy can’t (Shee)
Eight ball of coke, and we tuckin’ two balls
So we move like we probably all trans (Brapp)
My doctor told me that I might have cancer
I knew it ’cause legends, they usually die
I made a post on my Instagram saying I’m sober
You rookie, dear pussy, I lied
Dad never taught me how to tie a tie
But I went to his funeral fly
Just to remind him I’m better without him
He’s probably in heaven still puking, pollutin’ in the sky (Yeah)
All of my homies are burnouts
But I’m by her side like I’m Scooby Doo
I was sixteen when I flew the coupe
Whip got an attitude
It get upset if I park it by Subarus
Constant depression, I move it through, I had probation
I had to pull out my fourteen-year-old dick right in front of a man, wasn’t easy to
I was a pedophile dream come true
All of these pussies I’m seeing through
He made a song ’bout depression, I know that he stretchin’, let me see the cuts on your wrists (Brapp)
I only started rapping fast so ladies in class could imagine my tongue on they clit
Momma taught me about white privilege
I remember it with everything that I do
Every time they crush a white pill in front of me
Fuck it, I feel it’s a privilege to
(Bitch)
Mmm, let me take a sip, ahh
Me and Token on a track like Locomotive
Goin’ loco, the motive is to fully load up the wallet, it feelin’ so solid
I can’t even keep it in my back pocket
Poppin’ like I was an Ibuprofen
I like women, you cover your hand with lotion
I got mad devotion, you a poser
Your rap is so bad it hurt me
Yo’ bitch bouncing up and down like doing burpees on my dick
Slurpin’ up nut and burpin’
You get home from work and then you certainly kissin’ her lips
That mean yo’ mouth is covered in my sperm
I spit like a devil that servin’, you revel in it, I’m a rebel
Get rocked like a pebble, I burn the opposition like a book in Germany
Get the vermin exterminated in an urn
Turning heads when I’m passing, they passing out in the pit, you might just herniate a disc
Indian kid on the mic, I’m offending the idiots, heard that they currently pissed
Fuck ’em, they actin’ real pussy like coochie
I’m eating sushi with my gang up at Uchiko
That’s a boujee restaurant for people that don’t know any better
I get respect like a veteran up in this bitch
Rollin’ with better men than you could ever
They never gon’ switch up like hittin’ a lever
That redstone, glowin’ like rubies, up on her neck
Go to the studio, dookie up on the track like it’s a park bench
Superman on her back like I was Clark Kent
Sat on a pack of the Backwoods, bourbon
Bullets impacting, leave you with a heart dent
Motherfucker, I shoot
Loading up a magazine and we on the cover too, like boom
Token and me, two dudes
Wrap circles around you like you the Earth and we the moon
Everybody wanna get a piece of the pie like fly
But the fly get hit with a broom
Hop in the whip, go zoom like Forza
Gas in the beats, spit fire like boom
