Feng Shui - Nitty Scott

A yo put my lucky bamboo in the corner

Yeah that’s good and light the incense the vanilla one

Yeah and slide the goldfish over here they bring me wealth

Hold up, slowed up, couple dope chicks when we showed up

They want to kick it with my breezy clique

I’m only rockin' with them if they in the Stevie Nicks

They was with it, frequency off the meter

Cop the reefer then we took them to auntie Maria’s

And we rollin' while we smokin'

He said this shit gon have you coastin'

I started laughing is you jokin'

Boy I be tokin' you ain’t never see me chokin'

Uh, now we dozing on the potion

And I done took Frank up out the ocean

Uh, you know I roll that fatty perfectly

Make it purply in my nursery

And all my paper planes boarded

Distorted on the strain that they imported

Smell the orchids, see in my orbit

Vibes never die they are only transported

Ay, and I’m just on my Feng Shui

Give a damn what a muthafuckin' hater got to say

And I’m just on my Feng Shui

And we live from a cloud of kush

I was puffing on that loud and you a sour puss

Been on my indie I don’t need a push

And I ain’t no disciple but I burn the bush

Rhyme garden, mind sharpen

Mining cause there’s diamonds in this fine jargon

From a cubby on the subway to gettin' props from the popular it’s so lovely

Runway just a Monday it ain’t the bubbly it’s the Feng Shui

Yes I be aesthetically fresh abundantly blessed

And I’m passin' blunts to the left

And tell Ab to bring the backwoods

I ain’t into swisher no more, that shit is that good

And we ain’t even gotta act hood

Speaking abstract to the facts the way that rap should

Take a pull we make these hood blocks

Turn into a new age Woodstock

Cause you know that older wild stinky

Girl you so pretty when your eyes chinky

Flight school grad it’s a celebration

For all my dedication to this aviation

Face like uh oh when the weed runnin' low

Cop me so more and don’t fuck up my flow

Cause I know the whole team got to blow

And I don’t love these hoes blowin' O’s at my show

All up in my grill like where you been at

Man I’m all up in my chill like where your zen at

It’s just the people that I came with

People that I change with it’s all how you arrange it

Ayo where my crystals at

I gotta recharge my crystals B

Let’s do beige in the northeast you know earth tones

All white in the west get my creativity up

And no mirrors in the south none whatsoever

It’s bad chi respect the Feng shui man

What up Ski