Ayo they want me growing mango
They want me knowing shango
Spit in the wind, it blow in your face
Lift up the world with my shoulder blades
Follow fashion break monkey neck
One whiff this and your junky dead
Street monk bring the funk a lump a sum instead
The game just a bunch a monkey's jumping on the bed
Monkey see, monkey do;
Monkey bumped his head
Hoard of monkeys jumped a gorilla now a bunch monkey's dead
Nahmean?
[Da Obeah Man on Top]
Let's get to it man
Ayo borderline divine
Shorty the pour the wine
Looking more than fine
Portable line
Don't answer unknown calls
Thorough until i march through the holy halls
Struck up a conversation with some lonely walls
Strange fruit and wonderful waterfall's
I keep a fish spine for tief lying through they teeth
Gone thrive live; anomaly, rhyme elite
[Who?!]
Me, man! [Me!]
Thought that was fucking obvious.. [Bird brain]
If you wondering line up to see
Him divided by who equal me
Only gone perform if bjork open
Shorty come in from the fjord soaking
Urging me bust it more open
The wave surging and splash on me
The first miss; i react calmly
[Professional!]
Ayo they want me growing mango
They want me knowing shango
Spit in the wind, it blow in your face
Lift up the world with my shoulder blades
Follow fashion break monkey neck
One whiff this and your junky dead
Street monk bring the funk a lump a sum instead
The game just a bunch a monkey's jumping on the bed
Monkey see, monkey do;
Monkey bumped his head
Hoard of monkeys jumped a gorilla now a bunch monkey's dead
[What the fuck is this nigga even talking about man?]
[He sound like so and so for real]
SMD in the AIR-BNB. BMW. DND
My shit blowing up like some TNT
The A&R HMU on the AT&T
BRB. a billion USD worth of BTC
[I een even talking about batelco bei.]
Real talks my lord [Mhm!]
Grow the obeah man ingredients
The authentic aura command obedience
Swung the conch hammer broke the granite
I'm good money all over the local planet
The way this shit been goin, just know i planned it
Niggas be like - i don't understand it
Ayo that your man? that's my man too
It ain't too many things that we can't do
Let's shoot up klu klux klan crew
Said he gone do what ayo man who?
Pale face naysayer; damn you
Ayo they want me growing mango
They want me knowing shango
Spit in the wind, it blow in your face
Lift up the world with my shoulder blades
Follow fashion break monkey neck
One whiff this and your junky dead
Street monk bring the funk a lump a sum instead
The game just a bunch a monkey's jumping on the bed
Monkey see, monkey do;
Monkey bumped his head
Hoard of monkeys jumped a gorilla now a bunch monkey's dead