Molasses - Ver 2

[ RZA] Search inside my purse to buy something worthless [ Earl Sweatshirt] G#m 99 problems all gone in that one joint F# And the neck gold froze like he held it at gunpoint G#m I'm a bubble in the belly of the monster F# With a duffel full of troubles, trunk rattle in the Mazda G#m Ragged with the contra, Phantom of the Opera F# And I'm standing on the cop's truck, stacking for the long run G#m The bags packed, roadside with the thumb out F# Toe tagged, don't gag, fag, spit your gum out G#m Nomadic, chrome-grabbing when it's danger F# I'm a manger-born puppy, holding flight like a hangar do G#m Knife to the trachea, spit scabies and bet F# The label don't like me but they pay me a grip G#m And you see how his day going by the state of his wrists F# Ya niggas busy Play-Dohing, bet the baker came swinging like G#m What the f**k you saying? All that aiming and miss F# I'mma f**k the freckles off your bitch, nigga [ RZA] G#m F# I'll f**k the freckles off your face, bitch G#m F# We could do this shit all night G#m I'll f**k the freckles off your face, bitch F# [ Earl Sweatshirt] G#m You know me, drugs out, front the telly F# I'm couch-drunk and ready to f**k, count fetti and bucks G#m Pack loud as that slap 'cross the belly F# What's up? F**k nigga, what's up? G#m I'm at the deli, scheming on a Fanta and a Camel Crush F# Screaming "Saddle up!," like, "F**k is beef?" Get your cattle cut, pansy G#m If them fans only local, why them flights trans-atlantied up? F# The rice and patty's cooked, nice for the chancellor G#m Them teeth with the gold bright, the light switches mad at us F# Snap chatting panty clad baddies, I'm a bachelor G#m I'm high and polite cause po-lice is in back of us F# And write with the same hand I smack 'em up with G#m Stretching out the fifteen I had initially F# Icky Thump, sticky kush lit up in a rental Jeep Earl Sweatshirt/RZA G#m We could do this shit all night