"As You Are" lyrics
"As You Are"
Rest in peace Kurt Cobain
What's your name? Ace
Ayy, put your tag right there, Padron
Yeah
I pull up on niggas like Deebo the bully, amigo, new dope in the needle
Ooh, this is that fentanyl, it's lethal, you pussy, you feeble, you snitched on your people (Ha)
Ooh, shoot your cerebral and leave you, I'm evil, I just told the reaper to keep you
Ooh, the devil wear Prada, the God in a mink, I'm on top, I'm that motherfuckin' steeple
Ooh, your rhetoric's trash, I spit on confederate flags, you know my etiquette's bad
I don't trust bitches or crackers that carry a badge (Uh-uh,) I spaz then I bury the track (Yeah)
Bitch, you a fad, you are just wearing a mask, you know you're sparing the facts
The bully from Camp Crystal Lake, I don't bury the hatchet, I carry a axe, ooh
Roll up the dope and insert the flame, sipping liquor to curve the pain
Whip the Caddy (Skrrt) and swerve terrains, never utter my words in vain, he was dead 'til the surgeon came
I can wrestle a hurricane, ain't no mercy, I murk you lames
Clear the way, bitch, I'm merging lanes, in this bitch with the murder gang, same guns that killed Kurt Cobain, nigga, uh
Come as you are, as you were
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend
As a known enemy
Come as you are, as you were
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend
As a known enemy (Yeah, ooh)
I pull up on niggas like John Wick, army guns with the drum kits
Dick in the palm of this blonde, bitch (Uh,) the Bully, I come for the conflict (Yep)
I will stick this knife inside your armpit (Uh,) I woke up like this, I was born sick
In between her legs until her groin rip (Ooh,) I get head like a coin flip (Yep)
Rappers'll leave in a bag, niggas ain't fucking with me, that's a fact
If you think that you are, man, you reaching, that's cap, I fuck a bitch on the beach in Iraq (Ha)
Ooh, these niggas new slaves, put him in dirt, hit your toupee, send ya bitch a bouquet
The wolves gotta eat and y'all soufflé, caught a couple Ls, "That's cool, J," now I bounce back, pouring D'usse
Turn up on a Tuesday, in a bitch mouth like a toothache, squares want beef, that's cube steak
K kick, push like Lupe, the 9 hold six, four-deuce tray
Fifteen shots, front news page, this that new wave, y'all niggas fugaze, for the two-face
Dig two graves, twist a niggas cap like toothpaste, Kurt Cobain with the gauge, let the tool spray
Come as you are, as you were
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend
As a known enemy
Come as you are, as you were
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend
As a known enemy
Writer(s): Jarren Giovanni Benton, Justin Padron, Taylor Carlton Roarabaugh
- AZLyrics
- J
- Jarren Benton Lyrics
compilation:
"Singles Vol 1" (2023)
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