Collard Greens
[Hook]
Oh
oh, luxury
Chidi
ching ching could buy anything, cop that
Oh oh, collard greens
Three
degrees low, make it hot for me, drop that
Oh oh down with
that shit
King
shit, smoke this, get down with the shit, aye
Oh oh down with
the shit
This
that this-that down with the shit
[Verse 1: ScHoolboy
Q]
Smoke
this, drink this
Straight to my liver
Watch
this, no tick
Yea I’m the nigga
Gang
rap, X-mas
Smoke, shots out the liver
Faded, Vegas
Might
sponsor the killer, shit
Shake it, break it
High
high for the winter
Drop it cop it
Eyes locked on your
inner object
Rock it, blast blast new beginnings
Lovely, pinky how not I
remember
Fiending
Gimme gimme gimme some
Freak
the freckles off your face
Frenchy, freaking, swapping tongue
Click my
link and spread your buns
Loose your denim, make it numb
Blow
it baby, no Saddam
Icky
icky icky
Fucking in the car service
Thank me for the car
pool
Chromosome, part full
Prolly off a Norco
And
gas, not the Arco
Popping since the intro
You
shopping from the window
Play
my favorite tempo
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Hol'
up biatch
This
yo' favorite song
Translation: Ven aqui
Mami, asi culo
Tu quiero coger mi
huevos
Y papi molestes pero
Chuparse puto pendejo
El pinche
cabron, let's get it
Nights like this I'mma knight like this
Sword in my hand I
fight like this
I am
more than a man I'mma God
Bitch
touche En garde
Tupe drop and the beat just pop
Under
that tank top and bra
And
when I say "Doo Doo Doo Doo!"
Bitch
that be K. Dot
She
want some more of this
I give her more of this, I owe
her this
In
fact I know she miss
The way I floored this, I'm forgis
I
know my Houston partners
Drop a four on this, and focus
And slow it
down
Alright
let me blow this bitch
I'm
famous I blame this on you
Cash in the mirror
Hang
in my penthouse roof
Skyline the clearest
Watch
it, your optics
Popping out you look the weirdest
Pop
my top on the 105
Head with no power steering
ah!
[Hook]
[Verse 3: ScHoolboy Q]
Bummy
nigga famous, straight from the bottom
Broke niggas hate it,
still
never robbed 'em
Guns
in the basement, out they have a problem
Kush
be my fragrance, we love marijuana
Function on fire, burn the roof off this
motherfucker
Psych
ward is ballin', dope craze like no other
Weed
steady blowing, pass the blunt to my Mama
Runs in the family,
puff-puff keep a nigga fiending uh
Faded
faded faded right
Shot
glass super size, she
gon' get some dick tonight
Meet me at the W, and no its not the
westside
Stick
it up me southside (Icky icky icky)
Baller futuristic, groovy gangsta with an attitude
What
these niggas make a year, I spend that on my daughter shoes
Smoking weed and drinking, all the college students loving
Q
We
gon' turn it out until the neighbors wanna party
too
[Hook]
[Hook]
Oh
oh, luxury
Chidi
ching ching could buy anything, cop that
Oh oh, collard greens
Three
degrees low, make it hot for me, drop that
Oh oh down with
that shit
King
shit, smoke this, get down with the shit, aye
Oh oh down with
the shit
This
that this-that down with the shit
[Verse 1: ScHoolboy
Q]
Smoke
this, drink this
Straight to my liver
Watch
this, no tick
Yea I’m the nigga
Gang
rap, X-mas
Smoke, shots out the liver
Faded, Vegas
Might
sponsor the killer, shit
Shake it, break it
High
high for the winter
Drop it cop it
Eyes locked on your
inner object
Rock it, blast blast new beginnings
Lovely, pinky how not I
remember
Fiending
Gimme gimme gimme some
Freak
the freckles off your face
Frenchy, freaking, swapping tongue
Click my
link and spread your buns
Loose your denim, make it numb
Blow
it baby, no Saddam
Icky
icky icky
Fucking in the car service
Thank me for the car
pool
Chromosome, part full
Prolly off a Norco
And
gas, not the Arco
Popping since the intro
You
shopping from the window
Play
my favorite tempo
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Hol'
up biatch
This
yo' favorite song
Translation: Ven aqui
Mami, asi culo
Tu quiero coger mi
huevos
Y papi molestes pero
Chuparse puto pendejo
El pinche
cabron, let's get it
Nights like this I'mma knight like this
Sword in my hand I
fight like this
I am
more than a man I'mma God
Bitch
touche En garde
Tupe drop and the beat just pop
Under
that tank top and bra
And
when I say "Doo Doo Doo Doo!"
Bitch
that be K. Dot
She
want some more of this
I give her more of this, I owe
her this
In
fact I know she miss
The way I floored this, I'm forgis
I
know my Houston partners
Drop a four on this, and focus
And slow it
down
Alright
let me blow this bitch
I'm
famous I blame this on you
Cash in the mirror
Hang
in my penthouse roof
Skyline the clearest
Watch
it, your optics
Popping out you look the weirdest
Pop
my top on the 105
Head with no power steering
ah!
[Hook]
[Verse 3: ScHoolboy Q]
Bummy
nigga famous, straight from the bottom
Broke niggas hate it,
still
never robbed 'em
Guns
in the basement, out they have a problem
Kush
be my fragrance, we love marijuana
Function on fire, burn the roof off this
motherfucker
Psych
ward is ballin', dope craze like no other
Weed
steady blowing, pass the blunt to my Mama
Runs in the family,
puff-puff keep a nigga fiending uh
Faded
faded faded right
Shot
glass super size, she
gon' get some dick tonight
Meet me at the W, and no its not the
westside
Stick
it up me southside (Icky icky icky)
Baller futuristic, groovy gangsta with an attitude
What
these niggas make a year, I spend that on my daughter shoes
Smoking weed and drinking, all the college students loving
Q
We
gon' turn it out until the neighbors wanna party
too
[Hook]