"Coming From Queens" *scratching*
[Verse 1: Action Bronson]
Yo
Light the leaf, lay sugar sweet
Inhale the mystic
The three shells by the toilet
I'm futuristic
I'm so ridiculous, my mental sickness-
Women, love a light skinned brown with lots of thickness
A Queen's thing, no shoes in the tatami room
Legs crossed sipping hot sake
Big drugs like a sushi roll
She see the cops, throw the drug up in a poopy hole
Plus she steered the coupe
Eyes shining like diamonds
Smiling like new veneers
Fuck her once, left a souvenir
Plus she take it through the rear door
I watched her change
Now she balling, got a clear floor
Halibut seared off
I'm not impressed though
Cigar full of pesto
Smoking rings, linen from Ernesto
Straight from Queens where it's wise to wear a vest, bro
We blowing up in the world, i'll never let go
[Verse 1: Action Bronson]
Yo
Light the leaf, lay sugar sweet
Inhale the mystic
The three shells by the toilet
I'm futuristic
I'm so ridiculous, my mental sickness-
Women, love a light skinned brown with lots of thickness
A Queen's thing, no shoes in the tatami room
Legs crossed sipping hot sake
Big drugs like a sushi roll
She see the cops, throw the drug up in a poopy hole
Plus she steered the coupe
Eyes shining like diamonds
Smiling like new veneers
Fuck her once, left a souvenir
Plus she take it through the rear door
I watched her change
Now she balling, got a clear floor
Halibut seared off
I'm not impressed though
Cigar full of pesto
Smoking rings, linen from Ernesto
Straight from Queens where it's wise to wear a vest, bro
We blowing up in the world, i'll never let go
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