​aubrey graham ​catboycatastrophe (Ft. lungskull)

[Intro: lungskull]
Baby, this a band in this cup this ain't no Cognac
Not outside without my fuckin' Gen 5, and you know that
I'm not takin' just your chain, I need all that
Spinnin' blocks, them suckas ain't dead, so I can't go back
Chokin' on these dead suckas, lungs black like Kodak
Then the next one I said something, get your shit back
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This hoe naked on my couch, like, get your hoe back
Me and her shoot a movie like its Bojack

[Verse 1: lungskull]
Spinnin' all day on their block til' its opp free
Brodie talkin all that hot shit, come and pop me
Everyday I get more motion, ain't nobody finna stop me
You totin' on a jammed ass gun, can you stop please?
Got these Cartier shades on, damn I'm feelin' cocky
And I really cut her off as soon she actin lovey-dovеy

[Verse 2: catboycatastrophe]
Got a bad bitch with me, now she getting cocky
You can try to kill mе but you will not ever stop me
Stupid boy saying that he love me so I'm blocking
You can't make a move, bitch, you look like Stephen Hawking
Got a twink on my bed, and he tryna top me
Jacky and I caught you lackin', bitch you getting sloppy
Stop talkin shit, or we'll turn this to a robbery
Rolling with a Drake, bitch I'm not talking 'bout Aubrey