Palo Santo - CrimeApple, Big Ghost Ltd

A few Coronas and a dosage but I’m focused, man

Testarossas plans bout to bubble, someone shook the soda can

Fredrick Krueger when you snoozing, you despise the moment

This ain’t the rapper taking classes at the tiger showmans

I’m ferocious, make the cheese do the callisthenics

Or I just leave it if that’s your preference

Less is more, so why say a lot?

This shit like spontaneous human combustion, dog, nobody made me hot (Nobody)

Eating omelettes in Tulsa, rocking the rattlesnake

Guess we had to crack some eggs, all your shit was Fabergé

Got me touching poor zingers for the poppy price

Got me eating right about the pot at night

Arroz con habichuela mi nena give you the cicatriz

Pigs pull up, she be like «yo no se»

I just dropped the hardest, regardless, ain’t come to quibble with you

Twist a missile, everybody floats like when It come get you

Nautical challenges, checks and balances, algorithms, the outcome is a coward

getting split up without division

Envision me doing origami while they scorch your body

It’s best not to let them gas you like Dino Ortolani

I keep a snake close as Jake in case Jackes surround the place and make me turn

this bitch to

I pour a glass of draino

Some rappers out their braino so I left the casket ready

I let a king hear, said to get the pastor ready

We network with the Bloods like a capillary (Facts)

My homie wearing blue Cripple and he adversary (Facts)

Just leave it up to me to make the package heavy

Big Ghost said the weight’d probably crack the levees

I fly confetti over the celli ducking tackle berries

But next year I might be in Glastonbury

That’s what funny about my life now

But this is how it sounds when the competition imaginary

I don’t wanna link and build, I’d rather eat your lunch

Gorilla glue and the dutch, something new with the clutch

I’m dipping down pally, seeds for the valley

Timepiece Ukrainian looking like Vitali

Rappers sending shots, I’m sending bombs back

Pressure cooker with the nails in it, fuck a long rap

I heard every cheap shot, but I don’t got a weak spot

I just watch 'em die slow until I smell the meat rot

Toss a

You hustle for sapatos, I employed the gatos

Burn the Palo Santo, hex you then behead the gallo

looking like I mighta hit the lotto

Small Link like Zelda,

Man this shepherds for the lawyer looking Jon Lovitz

I went to high school high, now I can teach you something

the budget, flooded racy, call me Dick Tracy

Yellow trench, metal stench, got this bitch lazy

I only rap the water cress, the water stretch, you offer less

In less than six months I’m who they call the best (Best)

Can’t wait, I’m just trying get my fam straight

Get a tan, get my ham glazed, pissing champagne

Chickas wanna play but I demand pace

From girls who like white girls like Anne Heche

Wow

Wow