Obamacare

By Quelle Chris

On Guns

Released on March 19, 2019

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[Chorus]

I'm tryna burn this bitch down, I ain't tryna break in

Fuck your opinion 'bout us, to me don't mean nathan

I brought the wave, brought the rain, brought the lake in

Eyes on the cake and yours is for the takin', wait man

Puffin' Michael Jordan, catch a lot of air

Shuttin' down your city, then we outta there

Everyone can get it like Obamacare

Keep it buddy, they don't want no problems here


[Verse 1]

Bucket over earlobes, headache under headdress

Grindin' like I'm soon dyin', 'til I'm laid up bed rest

It's Quelle Chris all day shit, I don't need no playlist

Handsome, black, and headstrong, you nervous 'til your nails gone

Step out daddy long legs, Cab Calloway stride

Make a rapper freeze up like I was Zack in Bayside

I be knuckle down, ape, and 'bout my business, back straight

I was never weirdo, they just had to acclimate

Please, they grip the draws like Coppertone dogs

But ain't got shit to say like back when Poppa Doc lost

More reach than Doctor Ock's arms

Crazy, try to play me, you better call Saul

Train of thought on track, R and R my R&R

Floatin' through the fog, off more drugs than a DeBarge

Don't think it wasn't when it was, he's no mirage

This what's happening, it's Rerun, Dwayne, and Raj


[Chorus]

I'm tryna burn this bitch down, I ain't tryna break in

Fuck your opinion 'bout us, to me don't mean nathan

I brought the wave, brought the rain, brought the lake in

Eyes on the cake and yours is for the takin', wait man

Puffin' Michael Jordan, catch a lot of air

Shuttin' down your city, then we outta there

Everyone can get it like Obamacare

Keep it buddy, they don't want no problems here


[Verse 2]

I'm feelin' like a million stacks, how the fuck you do?

Seein' how you livin', bet you probably feel a buck or two

Ho shit insured, sucker-proof, no deductible

Good neighbors with state pharmaceuticals by the bucketloads

That's Big Green like Ferrigno, if you down like feather pillows

We got wax without the earlobes, if you matchin', hold the euros

No tobacco, just the pure smoke, powdered keif lookin' like churros

If you choke up, you get higher, word to Bridget and Dinero

In a far south beach house, ashy ass, knees out

Barrin' up, beats bounce, eatin' steak and eggs 'til my feet gout

Hippy type freak outs with woke whites who beast hype

Droppin' N-words for my nigga friends only black folks can recite

That's free life, thought he wasn't when he was it

Been it from the beginnin', just gettin' better every minute

Smokin' gun, catchin' the killer and creator

Gave 'em two for one, don't thank me later


[Chorus]

I'm tryna burn this bitch down, I ain't tryna break in

Fuck your opinion 'bout us, to me don't mean nathan

I brought the wave, brought the rain, brought the lake in

Eyes on the cake and yours is for the takin', wait man

Puffin' Michael Jordan, catch a lot of air

Shuttin' down your city, then we outta there

Everyone can get it like Obamacare

Keep it buddy, they don't want no problems here


[Outro]

Dumpin' Dutchie guts out the window

Keep it buddy, strictly for the kinfolk

Lightin' up the outdoor in the indoor

This ain't for you, this is for the kinfolk

Dumpin' Dutchie guts out the window

Keep it buddy, strictly for the kinfolk

Lightin' up the outdoor in the indoor

This ain't for you, this is for the kinfolk