Blunts & Folgers ft. Why Mark & J DOMS Lyrics

Uh take a sip of my coffee real quick

You know I like my coffee how I like my women

Big tits

I said

Good motherfucking morning to haters in the stands

I'm tryna live my life but people wanna see me dead

I'm tryna write my rhymes with fans repeating all the words

I'm down bad like a bitch that never ever lit the herb

Have a great day bag chaser get the the pay

Earnest Hemingway the way I'm penning up the play

Y'all sleeping for days

I'm up early in the AM

Party all PM

DMs where I slid my cleats in

I dives in the pussy headfirst

This ain't no soufflé

Grown nigga problems like my hairlines a toupee

Y equals mx plus b

Only nigga in the fam so they ain't fucking with me

I said it's earlier in the morning

About a quarter till 4:20

I'm sitting here discussing with my brother

Over marijuana cigarettes and some coffee

I said it's earlier in the morning

About a quarter till 4:20

I'm sitting here talking with my brother

Over marijuana (Blunts and Folgers) cigarettes and some coffee

Just a spitting image of my father

I ain't starting off on chapter 4

Cuz I'm the new author

We was broke as fuck

Saving cans and bottles

Tryna make an extra dollar

Tryna make it to tomorrow uh

I feel like Arthur with my fist balled up

I'm the best artist say it till my lips fall off

Playing Pop Smoke in the streets

Then that smoke popped off

A bad apple in some maggots

How I look at the Cops

Imma smoke em like a (He he)

Give it Covid Coughs

Get Mr. Cathy on the beat like go in pops

Not a popstar I'm a rapper

Fuck all these Grammys all these accolades

That y'all been after uh

I cause Disaster uh