Astaroth4ever BBY GOYARD

[Intro]
–ut the A's on the runway
I cannot fuck with 'em, ain't that what the nuns say–
–ut the A's on the runway
I cannot fuck with 'em, ain't that what the nuns say–
–ut the A's on the runway
I cannot fuck with 'em, ain't that what the nuns say–
Grey and white fit like a husky on a cold day
Posters in the whip, ayy, lil' Shannon, hit the showcase—

[Verse]
Put the A's on the runway
I cannot fuck with 'em, ain't that what the nuns say?
Grey and white fit like a husky on a cold day
Posters in the whip, ayy, lil' Shannon, hit the showcase
I can't write about my old bitch, exposé
She get juuged about a whole zip, that's a bad day
Electrify like Marv, but I'll never be wet bandit
If my wifey come home, the other hoe get banished
I'm like, "What's good?", but I know the goods be damaged
The foreign is a ghost, I pull up and I vanish
Gary Payton in my lungs, that's that glove
Okay, I had to rob you but I did it out of love
Send a couple shots at Zach Braff, we don't do the scrubs
And the clothing causing backlash, that's tough
And my money Justin Long, make a movie, call it Tusk
And I'm gone with the wind, Philipp Plein made of gust
The fake gold chain on your neck turn to rust
I get big Ben Wallace guap', then I post up
Told me take a hike in here, uh
Merrells on my feet, uh, lookin' like some hiking gear
Coughin' like a grizzly bear
Gabagool, gabapentin, alfredo with all the angel hair
What the fuck is that? Is that an angel, here?
Twist it up like braided hair, Astaroth everywhere