How To Play The Flute (feat. King Draino)

[IKing Draino]

Don't nobody give a damn what all that shit talking 'bout, man

We tryna hear some of that

That: Girl, shake your ass, shake your ass, shake your ass

You know what I'm sayin'? I'm tryna get that in my life

Gemini

[Macklemore]

Diamond, diamond, diamond, that's my shit (that's my shit)

Oh, juice (wet), three-piece, crisp (damn)

Saucey, dripping (dripping), CEO of this (CEO)

Curry, wavy, my undertow's a bitch

Shoutout to my city, know I really does this

Third time's a charm, I'm feeling triumphant (I want it)

I put a little gold up on my bicuspids

They can only see my eyes inside of the Cutlass (who's he?)

She may be vanilla cream, baby her butt big

They treat me like McGregor when I'm out in Dublin (they do? Yes they do)

My momma don't like it when I be cussin' (she don't)

But fuck these motherfuckers, momma, I don't trust them (fuck 'em)

It's plush up in the bucket, look, don't touch it, thought you knew

In the pocket, like I'm Russel, man I hustle, watch me move

In the summer watch me fuck around, I'm 'bout to drop the roof

She hopped up in the whip and then I taught her how to play the flute, play the flute

[King Draino]

Goddamn, they hatin' on a player (why that?)

Don't understand, they need to get they weight up (okay)

Shazam, I'ma have to David Blaine 'em (what you doin'?)

Emoji hands, I'm praying for them haters (amen)

[Macklemore]

Ah-choo, God bless you, ay

Ah-choo, God bless you, ay

Ah-choo, God bless you, ay

Ah-choo, God bless you, ay

Ah-choo, God bless you, ay

Ah-choo, God bless you, ay

Ah-choo, God bless you, ay

Ah-choo, God bless you, ay

[Macklemore]

Ay little mama, aqui

Skin tone macchiato, we eating mahi-mahi

On Miami Beach, we have a party la-dee-da-dee

On my B-I-E 'til I D-I-E, I think I'm king (I think I'm king)

You didn't think that I would get the peacoat (no!)

Unbutton that motherfucker, nothing but a speedo (look!)

Who's that peeking in my window?, Cee-Lo

I was on that Khujo, that Big Gipp and that T-Mo (what?)

Dolce and Gabbana, cappuccino, gelato

In a grotto out in Cabo, amateurs so apollo

Whip this bulky like Costco, I'm out here and dodging 5-0

I hit the block with that top low, a dookie rolled with a poncho

But it ain't about to rain on me

Tryna sing up in this bitch, but I ain't on key

Now I stay genuine, I'm the same old G

Feeling like John Havlicek, check, with these eight gold rings

Play the flute

[King Draino]

Goddamn, they hatin' on a player (why that?)

Don't understand, they need to get they weight up (okay)

Shazam, I'ma have to David Blaine 'em (what you doin'?)

Emoji hands, I'm praying for them haters (amen)

[Macklemore]

Ah-choo, God bless you, ay

Ah-choo, God bless you, ay

Ah-choo, God bless you, ay

Ah-choo, God bless you, ay

Ah-choo, God bless you, ay

Ah-choo, God bless you, ay

Ah-choo, God bless you, ay

Ah-choo, God bless you, ay