"Progressive" lyrics
Jeff McCool Lyrics
Yo let that big dog ride too
Shit serving y'all like a drive-through
Louisiana, roll right by you
David Blaine, what trick I might do
You disappear - quick like my food
And my mood, flips - like a fight with a Thai dude
High noon lace em up I will find you
Cause I do what you cannot, bitch
Walk the line, boo
Granny low I'ma ride on him
Highs and lows Like I'm switching up the tide on him
Rambo, my show I go sly on em
Rolling on this green Got too fucking high on em
Hi I'm an old school throwback
Stud like Bojack you already know that
You hiking on a mountain Bitch we know that shit is broke back
Bitch you too progressive go and get my flow back
And tell me where the show at and you can have that hoe back
Take a picture when I turn your lights black, Kodak
I'm - death punch five finger, bitch
Knoxville I'm the ringer, bitch
Stop chill you are not real
You are not buzzed with a stinger, bitch
Fishy ass like a stringer, bitch
I whip your ass on Springer, bitch
You would not believe how they cling on to me
Start trekking, been tracking these dogs like fleas
Packed down in the pack crowd
Put your hand out and get a smack down
Reverse now, but don't backdown
Yo rehearse now, for this black cloud
When the storm comes you all run
Like wet paint before the job's done
I commend you for trying but then I'll be lying
Cause you are not flying at all
Nah, bounce your head like a bad check
Snap your neck like a bad wreck
I am the one cooked and done
Hot as a pistol smokin' gun
Hot as a match like I fell off the sun
I'm busting your bubble while chewing some gum
Hi I'm an old school throwback
Stud like Bojack You already know that
You hiking on a mountain Bitch we know that shit is broke back
Bitch you too progressive go and get my flow back
And tell me where the show at and you can have that hoe back
Take a picture when I turn your lights black, Kodak
Nerds like Urkel shit's full circle
Smoke on the water bitch I'm going deep purple
You don't want to see me in the street or the booth dog
I'll kick you in the mouth barefoot and leave the boots off
I know you call them popo we know this is a no-no
Catch a two piece free bitch call that shit a bogo
I should be the logo for all these little dodo's
All these bitches in the game change your name to go-go's
Cuz what the fuck you going to do? if I run up on you
You ducking from the whole crew bitch we know the old you
I don't got to explain business firing off with you lame bitches
Change your name to plain bitches chill out with them lane switches
Hi I'm an old school throwback
Stud like Bojack You already know that
You hiking on a mountain Bitch we know that shit is broke back
Bitch you too progressive go and get my flow back
And tell me where the show at and you can have that hoe back
Take a picture when I turn your lights black, Kodak
Shit serving y'all like a drive-through
Louisiana, roll right by you
David Blaine, what trick I might do
You disappear - quick like my food
And my mood, flips - like a fight with a Thai dude
High noon lace em up I will find you
Cause I do what you cannot, bitch
Walk the line, boo
Granny low I'ma ride on him
Highs and lows Like I'm switching up the tide on him
Rambo, my show I go sly on em
Rolling on this green Got too fucking high on em
Hi I'm an old school throwback
Stud like Bojack you already know that
You hiking on a mountain Bitch we know that shit is broke back
Bitch you too progressive go and get my flow back
And tell me where the show at and you can have that hoe back
Take a picture when I turn your lights black, Kodak
I'm - death punch five finger, bitch
Knoxville I'm the ringer, bitch
Stop chill you are not real
You are not buzzed with a stinger, bitch
Fishy ass like a stringer, bitch
I whip your ass on Springer, bitch
You would not believe how they cling on to me
Start trekking, been tracking these dogs like fleas
Packed down in the pack crowd
Put your hand out and get a smack down
Reverse now, but don't backdown
Yo rehearse now, for this black cloud
When the storm comes you all run
Like wet paint before the job's done
I commend you for trying but then I'll be lying
Cause you are not flying at all
Nah, bounce your head like a bad check
Snap your neck like a bad wreck
I am the one cooked and done
Hot as a pistol smokin' gun
Hot as a match like I fell off the sun
I'm busting your bubble while chewing some gum
Hi I'm an old school throwback
Stud like Bojack You already know that
You hiking on a mountain Bitch we know that shit is broke back
Bitch you too progressive go and get my flow back
And tell me where the show at and you can have that hoe back
Take a picture when I turn your lights black, Kodak
Nerds like Urkel shit's full circle
Smoke on the water bitch I'm going deep purple
You don't want to see me in the street or the booth dog
I'll kick you in the mouth barefoot and leave the boots off
I know you call them popo we know this is a no-no
Catch a two piece free bitch call that shit a bogo
I should be the logo for all these little dodo's
All these bitches in the game change your name to go-go's
Cuz what the fuck you going to do? if I run up on you
You ducking from the whole crew bitch we know the old you
I don't got to explain business firing off with you lame bitches
Change your name to plain bitches chill out with them lane switches
Hi I'm an old school throwback
Stud like Bojack You already know that
You hiking on a mountain Bitch we know that shit is broke back
Bitch you too progressive go and get my flow back
And tell me where the show at and you can have that hoe back
Take a picture when I turn your lights black, Kodak
