LoFi Bobby - I Killed The Coyote Lyrics

Ima bastard
Born from the flame of the fire that was forged with grief
From a dwarven thief
I got a legion lying dormant in me
Mo-f*cka I'm the keeper of peace
So when I die burn my body and watch how I breathe

I'm off of my feet this oxy might be the next best thing
For my fling
How you doing my name's Bobby Elise
Mr I don't need a feature shortie on her back behind the bleachers
This the half time feature
I ain't ever had a ceiling cause my meter broke

Mr I don't ever wanna need a hoe
Matter fact lemme eat her bro
Gripping a pack dick so big that I'm gripping giraffe
Made of money but I'm burning like Dixie
Acres up in my chimney
Smoking mo-f*ckas out like I'm Whitney

You either with me or you dead and against me
So whatchu you want mo-f*cka I got plenty
Pimps in the west love henny honey and a bitch that'll dress like bunny
Got your dame on my nuts tryna love me cause my north side money
Shoot a mo-f*cka if he start to act funny

Like

Why you talking to my playboy bunny
I was born to be
More than me
So ain't a crowd looking foreign to me
Got a crown made of all my defeats
So ain't a thing on the face of this earth gon be bothering me

How you doing my name's Bobby Elise
Flow simple but I flow it the best
Got insurance I got flow in my bed
She cut a deal because I dick her the best
And this is how I got it when I wanted to flex so if you f*cking with me
Holla depressed

Holla at the bag a bitch to get her in bed
Bobby on the road and weezuh giving him head
Got me swerving instead
Pulling over I was serving her sex
With a dick much bigger than she saw in the text
Like god damn

That boy done did it gathering digits
Money to the ceiling
Ima marry ten bitches and keep a hoe in the basement chained up
Waiting to f*ck
Loving me is kinda like your cutting your tongue
Cause I ain't ever been upset about a bitch matter fact mo-f*cka I'm the king of the pit

King pin

I'm on my murderous shit cause they all
Penny pinching mention sending most
Dependent independent bitches
I'm colder than cold I got ice on the tip of my dick
Gimme top don't spit
Shortie wrist watch on my neck in the Benz

If you get you a bitch
Like my
Middle finger poking out for everybody down on 63rd
Blue facing beats since birth
I put in work
Bitch ima dog put my dick in the earth

I'm f*cking first
Pussy so fat I can see it from the back
Wet naked mole rat
Bros pressed I post that cause he told his lady I nut fast
I don't got ops cause I f*ck good
And since

Everybody got a girl from the damn hood
It ain't hard for me cause shorty Calvin Klein is what you hardly see
And 3 seconds on a stroke game is hard to beat
So when I text shortie say she sorry and leave
I'm undefeated I've been at it since 13
Type of young blood to be spitting while he breast feed

Talking about the younger me
At 21
What am I to do when I hit 81
Cause I was going through more than most when I was young

Yuh

I remember in the back of my math class
Laughing like the joker from last laugh
And prolly bout as high as giraffe's ass
Then mask passed
And mass lack the ass
Cause bat bones were taxed

And that beer in fact would sell all its packs
Are you morbid enough to be black
Cause America's wack
420 tax
Money money money ima build me a brat
From a prejudice past

While the president's passed
Dilute and sicken the masses
Faster than your auntie tryna drizzle molasses
If the press done said it it's fabric
Everybody tried tell me I was bat shit
Hold up lemme correct the bitch

Mo-f*cka I'm that man
New suit I'm the brand new Batman
I done embodied what it was to be 21 and savage
That's why my
Default is your better than average
I woke up and I had this

Mo-f*cka Ima god damn maverick
I'm independent and I ain't ever had nobody tryna ask shit
And since then I ain't seen nobody f*cking pass this
Cause every artist on y'all's playlist is wack
Shit