RC Burkk - 420 Lyrics

This shit's about to get f*ckin' murdered
Ayy, ayy, little boy, where you from
Mama crib, theater stage, out of rage, 420, getting blazed
Demon in a cage with a little bit of rampage, disengage

Little page, overage, 12-gauge, shotty to the face, going blah-ba-ba
I'm the shit, that's a foul play, Bombay bouquet
Little bit of croquet, baby, tryna foreplay, misplay, replay
Everything that happened just a little bit ago

Pull up at the show, talking on the low
Getting in my pack, gotta roll up, man, I wanna f*cking smoke
Load another one, up, up, up, up, I'm tryna get f*cked up
Sucked ya, took a little much, can we go to Dutch

Maybe do a brunch, I have got a hunch
Like a sucker punch, do a little much, as such
Light touch, mud crutch, double D crutch, see much
Retouch, focus on the beat, It'll catch you, lacking leave you

Leaking, leave a 40 for me, J.K., baby, see me
Didn't wanna be me, getting creamy, room is steamy
Getting freaky, oh shit, RC, you got a really big zucchini
See me, free me, redeem me

From doing blow and psyches, at least I'm on the mic
Rollin' round, like pair of dice, in paradise
I've been living without you ex, I'm so driven
Given, you know you were power-driven

Now I'm unforgiving, f*ck you think, I'm doin' better
Baby, speed the track up, Mr. Producer
Assistant producer, conducer, constructor
Guess you could call me Mr. Abductor

Destructor, like lightning, bitch, I'm the thunder
Or your instructor, non-conductor, or the obstructor
Butcher what you up inside of your mother
Some other one after another

Big brother, tell me another
Yeah, yeah, I don't wanna see you creeping
Inside of the trap, ski mask, gloves on, bloody face
Mask off, run away, hanging with the f*ckin' lames

Yeah, I don't ever wanna see another motherf*cker
Lookin' at me, judgin' everything about me
And my body go off, go off, don't forget to let that
Little motherf*cker know I gotta run away into his little

Mama crib, theater stage, outta rage, 420
Getting blazed, demon in a cage, with a little bit of rampage
Disengage, little page, over age, 12-gauge
Shotty to the face, going blah, blah, blah

I'm the shit, that's a foul play, Bombay bouquet
Little bit of croquet, baby, tryna foreplay
Misplay, replay, everything that happened just a little bit ago
Pull up at the show, talking on the low

Getting in my pack, gotta roll up, man, I wanna f*cking smoke
No, this really ain't no f*cking joke
Tell that little ho, that I got a little cloak
Coke, want smoke, heat stroke, revoke

Egg yolk, sunstroke, water soak
Acting like a god around the devil, baby, same boat
Going down the same road, new shoe, kicks though
Sailboat, same note, sugar coat, promote, antidote

Billy goat, blue throat, fur coat, telephone
Big quote, gon' float, end quote, motorboat
Deep throat, Stephen King wrote it, she croaked, he croaked
Chain-smoke, unprovoked, doped up though

From the dentist, raging out of suspension
From substance non-existent, we live in
Bro, bro, this world is really crazy
Feelin' all my emotions leave my body lately

Nothing's the same, yet the pain still never gon' go away
SMH, uh, uh, uh, yo, yo
Don't f*ck with RC Burkk, like that
Otherwise, I'm gonna have to cut you off

Blow your phone, I saw you turn it off
Baby, turn the lights off
Take your time inside the back room
But don't forget to drop them clothes off

You know these bands and marshals got the trumpets
F*ckin' bumpin', speakers rumbling
Malfunctioning, no grumbling or fumbling
Gun-running, bubbling, dumpling, juggling

Bustling, I'm mumbling, I'm troubling, I'm
Sipping on that Codiene, got me tripping
Scottie Pippen, dippin' in it, quit it, pivot me
And all the homies pull up with that drip strip

Blue trip, membership to the New York strip
Ears screaming out like, what, what, what, what, aye
Little boy, where you from
Mama crib, theater stage

Out of rage, 420, getting blazed
Demon in a cage, with a little bit of rampage
Disengage, little page, overage, 12
Gauge shotty to the face, going blah, blah, blah

I'm the shit, that's a foul play
Bombay bouquet, little bit of croquet
Baby, tryna foreplay, misplay, replay
Everything that happened just a little bit ago

Pull up at the show, talking on the low
Gettin' in my pack, gotta roll up
Man, I wanna f*ckin' smoke
Baby girl, I'm just tryin' to choke

On the clit, lick, spit, submit
It legit, acquit, admit
I'ma catch you lockin' in that 8, 16, 32-bit
Run up on me, bootytickled, 4K

Caught him with that 420, getting blazed
Stuck inside a cage, f*ck the demon with the rampage
Now I gotta disengage
Yo, none of it is competition

Got an ego, know I know it, give less than a f*ck
I'm the guy that wrote a f*ckin' song with the title
420
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