Tetris

Written to Chase N. Kashe "Tetris"

Oh you smell that, it's new money/
Who the fuck said it don't grow trees?

Lazy niggas they forgot to water and weed/
And then plant the seed. You best believe

I want it all, like I just escaped the bonus round/
Or better yet, like I got the triple crown...

In hand, then I poke fun at you and your man/
Bet you regret breaking ur best friends...

heart, OK I won't start/
Thought I couldn't find another like you? This is Noah's ark

Honey, stop whining ur nose looks runny/

Kinda like the track, from my victory lap.

Around the circle/
I'm suspending your asses the new urckle

Niggas calm down, the man is finally off the leash/
For your info busy bees can't get enough of me

Why not? I keep em busy, don't you love the irony?