Prince Tulip lyrics

[Verse 1: Anthony Mars]
Don't give a f*ck about yesterday, or give a f*ck about today
And tomorrow gonna be the same f*cking way
b*tches love me when I'm hittin'
When I'm gone, they start to trippin'
So much codeine in my body, you can smell it when I'm p*ssing
Smokin' like an engine, f*ckin' all these women
In my casket grinning, I can't help my f*ckin' sinning
Monkey motherf*ckers, give 'em all banana clips
Water on my lips, smokin' dope with the clique
Triple six, hot tip, b*tches flip just to dip on the di*k of a prick
Bouncing tits, lickin' nips
Motherf*ckers out their minds thinkin' they can f*ck with $uicide
Smokin' on a dime, b*tches love the *59

[Verse 2: Norman Atomic]
Slice me with an icy knife, please, I'm about to light these tightly rolled blunts
Got about a hunnid of 'em, lookin' like tree trunks, yeah, my white T's got a bright G on the front, uh
The *59 in the police eyes mean that me and $loth steady never doin' the right thing
'Cause I'm the f*ckin' opposite of Spike Lee
Yeah, I'm the frightening great white, I'm biting lightning, b*tch
I'm the skeleton waking at night, three wishes, I will grant and then I smite thee, uh
Oh, you think you're dope? I'm tighter than the rope around your f*ckin' throat
I'll be the last thing you see before you f*cking choke, ho