GeneralBackPain - Charcuterie Too Lyrics

We are free-roving bovines. We run free, today
The order was given, to turn cows to arborists
You flexin' with a heavy weight. These accoutrements'll make your jaw and the levies break
With no gavel, I still legislate. Nickel-plated aids'll turn your face to a pepper stake

Any grab hammer'll make most your brains levitate
The soup's salmon, the kicks is black acetate
I hoist boisterous bars with acid taste
I'm like Cesar Millan with these bulldogs at bay

Stay moist up in the car as I grab them kicks
The flow's so magnetic, it'll attract the heat
I feed this meat to your bay, I got the masturbate
New motorboat, rabbit coat, I let them tassels hang

Stripes in the street, got promoted off the penmanship
I'm finna show all these little dudes how to kill this shit
Y'all niggas stay cappin' in your sentences
Your homies flash fake-ass rollies like photosynthesis

The chroma's on me, and I'm poppin' most you dissidents
I shoot a bolt through your hat, Philip Rivers shit
You P.S. against, bitch, I up it, then your packs'll sit
Two double-B bays flippin' off my mattresses

I enjoy cruel satisfaction
The tone and flow is smooth as Freddie Jackson
We ain't f*ckin' with you puppets, group crews or factions
This Bovine, homie, ain't no slippin, ain't no lackin

Let's go
Bovine partner, get the four-four, bro
It's go time, partner
Bovine partner

This Bovine partner, get the four-four, bro
It's go time, partner
Bovine partner
This Bovine

Get the four-four, bro
It's go time
Go time