William Crooks
​peace
[Intro]
Flossin, flossin’ I ain’t heard of that
Fuck you and your Birkin bag
All my furs is fake, I don’t want around with no murder tags (whoa)
Eat the rich, I said eat the rich
Eat the rich, I said eat the rich

Man, run that shit the fuck back!
This is Benny, fool
Bro can you just like (Benny you got me fucked up)
Can you just run to the store and get me a jar of peanut butter?
I’ll get you back, I promise
I ain’t got no money right now

[Verse 1]
Whole world, whole world got brain damage
Hubble telescope, bitch I’m lane changin’
My focus on a million, I’m maintaining
I’m in the attic pulling strings
M.O.P. let it bang
(I wish I was a real boy)
Yeah my nose is hella big, but it’s real life
Truth be told
Something, something don’t feel right
Two hundred feet tall
My head is in the clouds, but its still nice
All this metal in my mouth thought I got clocked wit a steel pipe, yuh
Can’t be no peace if you dropping bombs
Whole world on fire
Smokin’ weed on my front lawn
What the fuck