Danny Brown - Side A Lyrics
[Verse 1]In the kitchen, oven open for the heatGot my young, light-skinned hoe rollin’ up the treeWearin’ jackets in the house, it’s the Michigan wayBoiling water on the stove, Ramen noodles for dinnerDope fiends out the halfway house and they still sniffin’Homie mommy’s 50, smokin’ and still trippin’Still talkin’ shit with this Lucio…See my breath when I talk, but nigga, I ain’t trippin’But the landlord is, the nigga tryna put us outSellin’ all the samples, can’t afford to give ‘em outJust copped a half tre, see my nigga tryna get itStandin’ on the baseline, Scottie Pippen pivotNeedles in they arms just to keep the lights onShit, ***** around, be on hardcore pornTryna get this shit off, the winter, we snuck inWon’t live for anything, but might die for nothin’[Hook]They want that old Danny BrownTo bag up and sell a whole poundMight have to go and get my braids backMatter of fact, go and bring them AKs backThey want that old Danny BrownTo bag up and sell a whole poundMight have to go and get my braids backMatter of fact, go and bring them AKs back[Verse 2]In the Cutty same colour as steak sauceEyeballed the work, but was just a .8 offVet in the game, first seat in the playoffsMeet me at the Coney, gotta get this weight offBalmains fittin’ like a nigga went swimmin’ in ‘emI’m waxed and I’m shinin’, hardwood floorWhore want it hardcore, squirt it on her jawLookin’ at the whore like “what you came here for?”Glenwood nigga, heat on him, no stash boxTurn a gangbanger’s bandana to a rag topOld head, dope fiend, cookin’ up the yayYoung boys’ll shoot your face for them CartiersCame a long way takin’ $3 for a nick’Cop an 8 ball, tryna stack for the zipNow I’m in the rap game, verse worth a brickFiends linin’ up for a hit of this shit(And I reps that shit, right now and forever)[Hook]
