Lyrics Absolutely - Sam Lachow, Ryan Campbell, B Skeez

Absolutely

Don’t hurry, fuck it, fuck it, hurry
Cut it, gut it, stuff it (turkey, turkey, turkeee)
I wrote this verse on no sleep surrounded by xan heads some groupies and coke
fiends
Cause
I like to rap a lot, it’s more funner, my grammar’s off, there’s yayo on the
table turn those cameras off (sniff)
Sam went soft?
Fuck that, my fans are awesome, I smoke flower, I don’t dab as
often
But
I don’t ever say no baby, not a lot’s changed ever since the Shankbone days,
and they loving the boys (ruff ruff)
Jeez baby we been given treats to Santino man he’s such a good boy
I’m coughing I’m wheezing, sneezing I’m soft off in the van sleeping
I leave em be and knock around the washing machine
I’m mad sleazy, but that’s me ask B Skeez we been stacking the cheese since
last season
Women, beer, with liquor to cheer
Sip syrup
Square bitches fucking criminals here
I swear, I care about my people, we’re all equal
Huckleberry making us proud, the marijuana legal
Keep it real, my kicks are clean, I’m one hundred yeah one double crispy cream
I move quietly, I’m Mr. Bean
There’s new kids on the block lady knock knock trick or treat
(whoo)
You still got plugs, you still sell drugs, you still like to party,
you still get fucked up, and I tell em like
A-a-a-absolutely, a-a-a-absolutely
You still got plugs, you still drugs, you still like to party, you still get
fucked up, and I tell em like
Itty bitty nickel bags, started selling drugs
Garfield hallways, got them yelling for the plug
But the little man’s on so I never caught a buzz
But we burn like peroxide sitting in the cut
I’ve been the butt of the joke, middle school backpack and the coat,
the baggy jeans, low hat and the smoke
And look at little man Sam he kill the cam, blast him, bump loud,
we stunting proud the runts of the town
Blunts go around, blunts-blunts go around, and I bust a couple bands off the
xans in the crowd
I’m just trying say hello if your man not around, but I gotta say goodbye when
the high coming down
Bussing bussing bussing down a pack?
Not when I come around.
Put the pounds in
the Uber let em drive it around
Underground to an industry, Thanks Obama!
Six figures later how you like me
mama?
I’m stoned eating Sasoum’s, there’s a fight in the girls' bathroom
I’m missing the fun, been in the man’s room whiffen the bum, yum
Yo let’s get to the function
Look I hit the party tardy, quarter pound sacked up
Sammy got another jug for the qwap bagged up
Getting your training wheels off if you wanna match us
Still a half of a pound half wrapped back up
I’m nice as fuck, talk about a problem nip it right in the bud
And ladies dig it I’m enticing as fuck
The psychedelics are popping, but only twice in the month
I stay away from confrontation, but fighting is fun
Trying know what’s happening with Sam?
Who cares shows over now I’m dabbing with fans
Now I’m too high got get it to the telly
As long as she got ass, I don’t care if she got belly
You still got plugs, you still sell drugs, you still like to party,
you still get fucked up, and I tell em like
A-a-a-absolutely, a-a-a-absolutely
You still got plugs, you still drugs, you still like to party, you still get
fucked up, and I tell em like
I’m stoned eating Sasoum’s, there’s a fight in the girls' bathroom