Barbiturates - The Doppelgangaz

Ayo dude, hop in the whip, prelude, the car hit to shit

Quick, pop six Quaaludes and barbiturates

Yo hit the strip with illicit checks

Trying to flex, roll up on a trick to solicit sex

Fuck you know about sipping Becks cloaked out

Genuflect with your goat mouth

Dismount up off the gods phallus, rap lord chalice

Callous acts in a palace out in Dallas

See baby here’s the recap, on why he needs to pre-fap

To stop the ejac, when she tapped him on his kneecap

Sensitive spots, so he went to vent to his pops

Shocked, he didn’t mention a lot, didn’t want to

If shorty got the lemon then the soy is for the ponzu

Doppel needs bread and some cheese, but not fondue

Get your mind fondled on the horizontal

That’s if you want to, just steer clear of the god’s gondle, baby

Ayo before we start, got to ask twice, all complainers halt

Blame got to learn to take advice with a grain of salt

Eat fish’n chips up in maine with malt vinegar

Then run up in the nearest chase just to drain vault

It’s time for switching up your train of thought

Drink a carafe of E&J

Vow to never lead your staff astray

Your new goal, commit a gaffe a day

And keep the windows to your soul with the blinds down half the way

You’ve got to learn to stay caught up in a brash scam

Be the reason why all your neighbors be copping dash cams

Sacrifice for a year, eating mashed spam

So you have the necessary cash flow to smash yambs, fam

He knew a nigga named Kevin Moore

Looking to purchase his eleventh whore

Ayo he told him hit the Pascha and when you get to heaven’s door

Make plenty sure to stay away from the seventh floor