Letra Fat Cats, Starving Dogs - Rich Brian
If my grandpa was alive, man, he'd be proud of me
Eight years I've been walkin' this shit, I'm raisin' prodigies
Favors on favors, surprised that no one thanking me
Can't have my trust back like check your return policy (Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
Stoppin' the rain, I pick up the pen
The calm and the solitude humbled a man
Re-coupin' my loss
The darker the valley, the bigger the plan
The bigger the tour, then the bigger the bus
They wonder who next
They say that it's us and when I say us, I really mean me
I do not fuck bitches without a degree
RZA prayed for the boy on the wax, I was never meant to fail, uh
Five years I ain't drop still stepping on you bitches like a scale, uh
I ain't seen a school hall, but I pray to God, my babies go to Yale, uh
Never see you put work in favorite line "life ain't fair", uh
Where did he spawn from?
Boy, he been around
Took his time with the words made 'em proud
Quit the birds and the serpents
Smiling wide, but they be steady lurking
I got me some tactical insertions
And I'm back from the dirt
Still alert, got the girth
And this bitch she want the-argh
Killin' niggas, I been killin' g— (Maxo, Maxo, hey, hey)
Killin' niggas, I been killin'— (Maxo, Maxo)
Trigga Maxo, Waka Flacka with tha' choppa
Shoot his grandmother, baby momma
Like hibachi, chop sticks, servin' Benihana
Shark up in the water, swimmin' with piranhas
Pistol packin', bout that action, never lacking', get it crackin'
I been servin' zips and hanging with the crips since pissy mattress
Shake' n Bake, serving Jenny Jones and Ricky Lake
I dick-er, gave her snicker, she swallowed the nuts like Milky Way (ew)
Speedin' down the interstate, Yeezy at half a brick of Yay
Demon track hawk, I see the narcs, I lead 'em on a race (vroom)
Slapwood cigar, P.L.R. and baby, Draco K
Stuffed it in a pink pussy, told him "We servin' Mary K" (servin' Mary K)
If my grandpa was alive, man, he'd be proud of me
Eight years I've been walkin' this shit, I'm raisin' prodigies
Favors on favors, surprised that no one thanking me
Can't have my trust back like check your return policy
Got a potential female love interest flying on set
Copy what's the E.T.A. on the ice cream cones?
I said, "What's the E.T.A. on the ice cream cones?"
Anyone?
Never mind, I'll do it myself, fucking assholes
Eight years I've been walkin' this shit, I'm raisin' prodigies
Favors on favors, surprised that no one thanking me
Can't have my trust back like check your return policy (Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
Stoppin' the rain, I pick up the pen
The calm and the solitude humbled a man
Re-coupin' my loss
The darker the valley, the bigger the plan
The bigger the tour, then the bigger the bus
They wonder who next
They say that it's us and when I say us, I really mean me
I do not fuck bitches without a degree
RZA prayed for the boy on the wax, I was never meant to fail, uh
Five years I ain't drop still stepping on you bitches like a scale, uh
I ain't seen a school hall, but I pray to God, my babies go to Yale, uh
Never see you put work in favorite line "life ain't fair", uh
Where did he spawn from?
Boy, he been around
Took his time with the words made 'em proud
Quit the birds and the serpents
Smiling wide, but they be steady lurking
I got me some tactical insertions
And I'm back from the dirt
Still alert, got the girth
And this bitch she want the-argh
Killin' niggas, I been killin' g— (Maxo, Maxo, hey, hey)
Killin' niggas, I been killin'— (Maxo, Maxo)
Trigga Maxo, Waka Flacka with tha' choppa
Shoot his grandmother, baby momma
Like hibachi, chop sticks, servin' Benihana
Shark up in the water, swimmin' with piranhas
Pistol packin', bout that action, never lacking', get it crackin'
I been servin' zips and hanging with the crips since pissy mattress
Shake' n Bake, serving Jenny Jones and Ricky Lake
I dick-er, gave her snicker, she swallowed the nuts like Milky Way (ew)
Speedin' down the interstate, Yeezy at half a brick of Yay
Demon track hawk, I see the narcs, I lead 'em on a race (vroom)
Slapwood cigar, P.L.R. and baby, Draco K
Stuffed it in a pink pussy, told him "We servin' Mary K" (servin' Mary K)
If my grandpa was alive, man, he'd be proud of me
Eight years I've been walkin' this shit, I'm raisin' prodigies
Favors on favors, surprised that no one thanking me
Can't have my trust back like check your return policy
Got a potential female love interest flying on set
Copy what's the E.T.A. on the ice cream cones?
I said, "What's the E.T.A. on the ice cream cones?"
Anyone?
Never mind, I'll do it myself, fucking assholes
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