Aplomb Lyrics

All the way turnt

Wondering what are we doing today

Coming for number one you in the way

Number two never been goodie enough

All that complaining is really a crutch

I got on my knees and pray to the Lord

To give me the means to finally afford

These luxury cars and rooming and board

So many lessons I had to absorb

So many obstacles I overcome

Live by the sword you die by the gun

Pardon my manners but I gotta run

Fall in that pussy then I gotta run

Key the ignition then I gotta run

Extracurriculars I gotta fund

You dropping duds and I got a bomb

All of this melanin built by the sun

I get this paper plus I got aplomb

Buy her a peach in replace of her plum

Good sinsemilla that fill up my lungs

Got your old lady hair tired in a bun

Fuck on your bitch and you thought she a nun

Give her right back to you after I'm done

I couldn't blame her with all this aplomb yea

Now that we coming correct

These niggas wanna come connect

Man them commas collect

Been casually thumbing a check

Everything on me is wet man I'm covered in sweat

I heard you was trying to defect

But don't you dishonor the set that's hard to accept

The rhetoric hard to dissect

We trying to charter a jet your daughter in debt

And she trying to snack but I'm trying to smack

Goddamn you look girl cut me some slack

I took her somewhere way off of the map

The energy nice but it's kinda compact

I got us a table to dine at the back

And ordered a bottle to swallow and chat

What kind of cerveza you got on the tap

And how is the crab? Put that on the tab

Yea fuck nigga well what are we doing today

Coming for number one you in the way

Number two never been goodie enough

All that complaining is really a crutch

I got on my knees and pray to the Lord

To give me the means to finally afford

These luxury cars and rooming and board

So many lesson I had to absorb

So many obstacles I overcome

Live by the sword you die by the gun

Pardon my manners but I gotta run

Fall in that pussy then I gotta run

Key the ignition then I gotta run

Extracurriculars I gotta fund

You dropping duds and I got a bomb

All of this melanin built by the sun

I get this paper plus I got aplomb

Buy her a peach in replace of her plum

Good sinsemilla that fill up my lungs

Got your old lady hair tired in a bun

Fuck on your bitch and you thought she a nun

Give her right back to you after I'm done

I couldn't blame her with all this aplomb yea