Mop Mick Jenkins
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[Intro: Mick Jenkins & Tommy Ford]
Hmm
(Cole, you stupid)
[Verse 1]
Since a shorty, Mama was kneading the dough
I been breakin' bread, grew up in the church
Did the stained glass, fam', I been breakin' bad
In a breeze on some windbreaker shit
In these trees like I got a hidden dragon
The balance is evident
Avatar, never out of my element
If I can, I'm Star-Trekking it too, I mean, let's be for real
Y'all can't glow where my hue go
Or clock lightyears with the Hublot, a nigga too far ahead
Too slow coming off of the line, they talk drag
But it's a marathon, I thought he told you
[Refrain]
I just keep moppin' these flows
[Verse 2]
I just keep it clean as I'm suppose'
Fabric softener, these niggas is hoes
Fresh out the machine, the way I seen niggas fold
I do my paper the same
Landscaping, know my grass look green
I ain't gon' say it's the same, but you know, shit ain't always what it seems
It's common French, I stay schemin', I ain't playing them games
Whole thing just a pyramid scheme
You never see, but keep hearing these things 'bout the dirt that we did
Hmm
(Cole, you stupid)
[Verse 1]
Since a shorty, Mama was kneading the dough
I been breakin' bread, grew up in the church
Did the stained glass, fam', I been breakin' bad
In a breeze on some windbreaker shit
In these trees like I got a hidden dragon
The balance is evident
Avatar, never out of my element
If I can, I'm Star-Trekking it too, I mean, let's be for real
Y'all can't glow where my hue go
Or clock lightyears with the Hublot, a nigga too far ahead
Too slow coming off of the line, they talk drag
But it's a marathon, I thought he told you
[Refrain]
I just keep moppin' these flows
[Verse 2]
I just keep it clean as I'm suppose'
Fabric softener, these niggas is hoes
Fresh out the machine, the way I seen niggas fold
I do my paper the same
Landscaping, know my grass look green
I ain't gon' say it's the same, but you know, shit ain't always what it seems
It's common French, I stay schemin', I ain't playing them games
Whole thing just a pyramid scheme
You never see, but keep hearing these things 'bout the dirt that we did
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