Guild (feat. Mac Miller)

Said this a hit of liquid heroin

Marilyn manson channeling, panicking, spar with anakin

'Til one of us leave in an ambulance

Blow the smoke of the spliff in your eyes

You ain't gon' live till you die

Intelligent bitch on my side

She bitching, I'm spitting habitual lies

I hit her up when my jet land

Got a swisher tucked in my headband

Front page news, I'm young Jesus

Eating bagels with no cable on,

Been fucking hoes since when mase was on,

I hope that basedgod hears my prayers

One day you're here, the next day you're gone

So me and earl smoking weed on jay-z's lawn

Some dope rap on your ho ass, tony womack

Don't hold back, or feed your girl cognac,

Meet a bitch, sleepin' with her, feverish, keep a chick,

Met her off twitter even schindler keeps a list,

Pittsburgh, broke down somewhere in a fisker

I could pull your bitch with a whisper and diss her

Dumbass ho

She only dumb cause she love that though

Somewhere getting high reading, juxtapoz

I hit her up, she come through and watch adjustment bureau

Moms love me cause I'm so commercial

I fuck 'em raw cause I know they fertile

In myrtle beach with a purple fleece

Hotel lobbies playing fur elise

I'm ron burgundy mixed with hercules

Slap a bitch in the mouth if she curse at me

I said josh's beard is like paul revere

When he walk in the room it's like God is here

I'm at a prop shop in montauk throwing tomahawks

At civilians... I'm chillin'

I'm on the monitor nigga

She taking it like a champ

And I'm proud of her nigga

I'm on the couch where that loud is burning

I'm shouting, "I don't fuck with you"

Cause I don't, never love a ho

But we could play doctor, ma

Open wide for the thermometer

Your cow girl's crotch riding

With a clean, faded fro, lopsided

Tell the label that I want a white driver

And tell him give me space, I don't know that nigga

Bold ass little fuckin' low class villain

Whole van tinted, nope can't kill him

It's the trashwang nigga, that's what's up

Half pint of hope in that plastic cup

Real nigga from the start till the casket shut

Present his own case as a basket one

Present-day based nigga, smack the judge

Riding with them same niggas ashin' blunts

While that bass make his face like he mad or somethin'

Slide in the safe, take the cash and run

Know that if he fake I'm harrassin' him

Took the big toe so they tagged the tongue

Out here stuntin' like I'm supposed to, dog

Blowing more smoke than a broke exhaust

Pipe only spirit that I hold in the dark

It's wolf gang bitch like you know these paws

Living like it's '62

Spit and grip my genitals

My bitch to split the swisher

My niggas split the residuals

Aye, marijuana fields

Pot growing, blaring gil scott

Heron while we pill pop

Errand run and kill cop

Niggas know I feel not

For 'em, stop bitching

Stare and get that grill knocked

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