Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Basquiat on the Draw, artist - Apollo Brown.
Date of issue: 19.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Basquiat on the Draw |
Another day another dime, another way to kill some time |
Another tester to the crowd, point blank at the sublime, another way to get us |
paid from orchestrating up a line |
And the Genius annotation and debating with the blind |
Word to SAMO, and my accolades from up off of Legos |
And day ones who get you your shipments in Winnebagos |
The penning of the God like a scene by the seed of Matilda |
And Gerard or the lift of a Chopard |
My records is over nighters that turn into over never |
In hands that’ll hold you second like I’m lifting a Chopard |
Two up outta one, automatic the entendres |
Or two up outta one like taking talcum on a prom date |
It’s grey bottoms for the city in here |
And grey bottoms for the biddies in here, I got you love |
I been one of one from day one, top 3 where I came from |
Basquiat on the draw you see where they got their trace from, right? |
It sounds like Basquiat on the draw |
The price tag got Kukoc range |
The loop so straight |
All of this can flip from the door |
It’s outlines on whatever you want |
It’s Basquiat on the draw |
Look, try to cross the mob that ain’t smart at all |
That type of shit’ll get you pussy niggas carted off |
Look in your eyes and see you ain’t got heart at all |
You ain’t hard at all, legs shot until you walk it off |
Homie, you was all talk and talk is small |
Now that you shot and you bleeding you wanna call the law |
I heard this shit Sky I ain’t know how to start it off |
Fuck it, told my son Zoo Imma write the Art of War |
I’m SAMO before the heroine |
Listen, lyrically we ain’t the same and ain’t no comparison |
and shot the nigga, what I did wasn’t fair to him |
I guess I’m Kobe, I crossed him but I was carrying and still shot it |
Fuck the talking I don’t hear that |
I had niggas running out their Nikes when I air maxed |
Basquiat on the draw I’m top 3 where I came from |
Matter fact I’m machine I’m top 3 in the game |
It sounds like Basquiat on the draw |
The price tag got Kukoc range |
The loop so straight |
All of this can flip from the door |
It’s outlines on whatever you want |
It’s Basquiat on the draw |
Ayo, who you know fresher than West, riddle me that? |
Same nigga put my whole city on a map |
Same nigga put a couple bodies on a map |
Every week fly |
Touch mine, this 4−5 will knock you out the Flu Games |
Crossover the Coke like Marbury |
Disrespect, get your fam buried |
The Simmons don’t come out till February |
You raised |
Let me squeeze off you in a millisecond |
It sounds like Basquiat on the draw |
The price tag got Kukoc range |
The loop so straight |
All of this can flip from the door |
It’s outlines on whatever you want |
It’s Basquiat on the draw |