Westside Gunn - Bodies On Fairfax (Feat. Danny Brown)

[Verse 1: Danny Brown] Like Adam in that garden, but instead I use the apple that I found to smoke my trees When Eve come around, I ain't showin' no love I'ma tell that ho on her knees Snakes in the grass get pissed on While I sip on crushed grapes Gotta keep fate at the end of the day Freezin' off white, Miley Cyrus in a snowstorm Can’t feel my face, body numb, and my chest warm Rolling acorns, lungs Akon Liquor got my kidney like, "What's going on?" Smoke so much, brain cell count low Snort so much, might sniff my whole bank account All day long, I roll that strong Gas so loud gon’ wake the car alarm Y'all bitch niggas been warned I’m on my shit and the night still young Dior Homme on Pull up on ya ho like, “Bitch what we smokin' on?” Then I roll the weed up She suck me up spitting seeds not from the trees, bruh [Verse 2: Westside Gunn] Fly shit! These niggas want that fly shit! Ayo, pistol-whip the nigga down the stairs at hall-of-fame 10-deep in front of Supreme, all for 'caine Diamond Supply fly up off the triple beam Drive by’s out of Bentley Trucks, you should see the wings DA wanna give me an odd future Shit I'm done with the hands but I’mma shoot ya Flight Club, size 9 everything Poppa pinked off and I’m on my gangsta lean Last king surrounded by dirty ghetto kids I’m undefeated, leave some shells in ya wig Stash the yay in RVCA, ya wanna play? Danced on the work like Morris Day Ayo Lord, I had the vision I got my niggas all out of prison Take them niggas designer hoppin' Cop anything you want, nigga, I got it Money stacked to the ceiling The nigga moved wrong so I killed him Fly shit! These niggas want that fly shit!