Polo Jeans

Damn you rabbit, you smell like ******* piss!

Yeah, no ***** when I go nuts

You can kiss my ass

Give no ***** when I go nuts

Cause I smoke dust, overdosed on the sofa, yeah

******* rabbit!

I give no ***** when I go nuts

Cause I smoke dust, overdosed on the sofa, dead

Woke up from a coma

Poured up with a soda, smoked, went back to bed

Never thought I'd be such a loner

I tell my ***** that I ******* own her

My neighbor's daughter just got a dog

I'mma run it over, I'm a ******* soldier

So cold bro, **** pneumonia

All my b*****s got love for Sosa

I just wanna **** Rosa Acosta

Then disappear in Southern California

Strung out to the night, I'm chilling

Everybody worried that the lights might kill them

Uh, via sight slipping

Long lines of those white women

I'm with the homies, bump Counting Crows

Just went through a half ounce of coke

Blood pouring all out my nose

Don't tell my mom I got a drug problem

I'm ******* high-ly publicized

When the sun go down, I come alive

Cause the guns go off in the summer time

The guns go off in the summer time, blaow

This another ************* rap song

Broke and crazy, rich and famous doesn't last long

Spent all my cash on a broken dream

Went from **** and liquor to the coke and lean

All-all-all I got's this mansion and this potpourri

But don't I look so handsome in these Polo jeans?

Don't-don't-don't I look so handsome in these Polo jeans?

Whoa

The rabbit can kiss my ass

Come on, let's go man

I hate you

******* rabbit! Kill his ass!

I don't like rabbits coming to my ******* house, I kill 'em

I blow a spliff before the ink dries on the paper

And lately, I don't like s**t, I been inside on the daily

Getting wasted as the time that I'm spending high and sedated

I'm putting five in his face, because we don't buy into bulls**t

As soon as it's flashing lights then it's kush to hide in the bushes

I do this s**t out of spite cause there's ****** that overlooked me

Forever, I'm more content with dark and stormier weather

Flip the ******* cross on your rosary, we supposed to be better

But here's a toast to your efforts

And don't approach me with nothing that isn't money or breakfast

I'm close to choking a *****, *****

Sweaty Man, you best had bet your bottom dollar on him

With a couple ******, weighing sess like it's a lot of options

15 on me for soda and swishers

And who's the s**t, a bag of chips and a colon decleanser?

I'm over b*****s trying to act like I owe 'em a picture

Rather introduce these hoes to Vince who could show you a pistol

Listen, ST was the older initials

Been rap game tighter than boa constrictors

Rolling stone like a boulder raving

I'm so impatient and going dumb as

Disclosing my ******* home location to total strangers

No love in my heart for coppers, blood from my lungs on the sink

Cashing out off the garments, the artist, **** what you think

The sky'll turn black and the carrions could pick

At my flesh when I rest, tell 'em bury me a-drift

This another ************* rap song

Broke and crazy, rich and famous doesn't last long

Spent all my cash on a broken dream

Went from **** and liquor to the coke and lean

All-all-all I got's this mansion and this potpourri

But don't I look so handsome in these Polo jeans?

Don't-don't-don't I look so handsome in these Polo jeans?

Whoa

It's the official drug user, Soulo

It's Ab-Soul, jack... listen, yo!