Hellraiser - Denver, Wolfman Longarm

Pardon me partner

Never parched, neck water

She wasn’t fucking with my vision

Now she pissed I’m flying charter

Boy you hardly a Carter

I’m Jay plus Wayne but harder

That liquor take the pain away

So I sip it like water

Like Aquafina

My bitch pretty, she keep pistol on her

Tiny Tina

And I ain’t stingy with the green

She like how I treat her

Caught me geeked up off that lean

She thought I done cleaned up

I ain’t cleaned up, I ain’t cleaned up

I ain’t no housekeeper

I’m like House MD with the ecstasy

You can’t keep up

Your bitch already gave that pussy to me

You can keep her

Most of y’all rapping through a can with a string

Man, you can keep it

It’s no secret

It’s no secret

That I’m lowly speaking

Poke you with the bayonet

And leave you slowly leaking

Gucci shoulder bag to hold my racks

And loaded pieces

You get folded, hope your pink suit got no creases

Feel like 1852 how I’m gold seeking

Debt collect, recollect

Speaking in tongues my dialect

Debt collect, recollect

Speaking in tongues just for effect

I told you million times before

We make it rain, we make it pour

I rep South Wales that’s what it’s for

I’ve got it all but want some more

Work behind the curtains

I don’t care for limelights

Got the women looking

Man look like a fine dime

Doozies make me feel so woozy

Need a slight high

When I’m on the stage

Get ready cause it’s prime time

I’ve been on the work

Til my hands hurt

Girl I’m in the dirt

Ain’t got time to flirt

Skrrt right on to first

Put that on my shirt

KVL, I’m turnt

Flamed up like I’m burnt

I got the moves

Out of bed, no time to hit on the snooze

Fucked up on booze

Man going bare feet

Can’t fit in no shoes

Do what I do

Follow the vibe

Cause I bring in the loot

Too big for your boots

You’re looking down on me

Cause I am the root

Where’s Obi?

I need Toppin

You be the Joker, I’ll be Robin

I got a hoe in the back, she slobbering

Ain’t no holding me back, no stopping

I’ll hit ya toe with a tag, go home in a bag

You don’t know where I’m at, I’m silent

Put a new hole in your ass, bullet holes in the glass

In your four door Chevy Impala

In the scope, no I didn’t choke

Picture this, your throat, filled with coke

You’re a duffel bag to me, your bitch a coat

A winter throw

Yeah she give me neck I’m warming up her throat

You didn’t know?

I’m ahead of you

I’m Jimmy Iovine you’re Interscope

Could never slumber, see no sleep I’m god of thunder, I

Have seen the tundra, God fears me, you probably wonder why

The second coming, he was summoned, looked me in my eye

He put me on a crucifix, I said let’s fucking ride

Debt collect, recollect

Speaking in tongues my dialect

Debt collect, recollect

Speaking in tongues just for effect

I told you million times before

We make it rain, we make it pour

I rep South Wales that’s what it’s for

I’ve got it all but want some more

Man these bitches they ain’t really tryna dance

They just be after all my motherfuckin' bands

All these dudes they don’t wanna be my fucking friends

Pardon my French but you boys bout to surrender like France

She just wanna get a couple racks from me, on God

I give her hard dick, not a cent, then watch her leave

They talking big shit but I don’t wanna get involved

I swear to God, all I do is fucking achieve

It’s time to make for the chosen ones

Flow is so cold that we froze the sun

But the bars so hot, we raise hell on earth

You best watch your thot, cause she giving birth

To my babies, no I’m not claiming

But never plan b’ing, stuck with plan a and

Winning with the team and, fueled by the hating

This just the beginning, know what I’m saying

Bitch