Karaoké Collard Greens ScHoolboy Q & Kendrick Lamar

Yeah yeah yeah

Oh oh

Yo yo

Oh oh, luxury

Chidi-ching-ching could buy anything, cop that

Oh oh, collard greens

Three degrees low make it hot for me, drop that

Oh oh oh

Down with the shit

Drink this, smoke this get down with the shit, hey

Down with the shit

Cop this, pop this, yo down with the shit

Smoke this, drink this straight to my liver

Watch this, no tick

Yeah, I'm the nigga

Gang rap, X-mas smoke, shots I deliver

Faded, Vegas might sponsor the killer

Shake it, break it hot-hot for the winter

Drop it, cop it eyes locked on your inner object

Rock it, blast-blast new beginnings

Lovely, pinky how not I remember, fiendin'

Give me, give me, give me some

Freak the freckles off your face

Frenchy, freakin', swappin' tongue

Click my link and spread your buns

Lose your denim, make it numb

Blow it, baby, no Saddam

Icky-icky, icky-icky

Fuckin' in the car service thank me for the car pool

Chromosome, part full probly off a Norco

And gas, not the Arco poppin' since the intro

You shoppin' from the window play my favorite tempo

Oh oh, luxury

Chidi-ching-ching could buy anything, cop that

Oh oh, collard greens

Three degrees low make it hot for me, drop that

Oh oh oh

Down with the shit

Drink this, smoke this get down with the shit, hey

Down with the shit

Cop this, pop this, yo down with the shit

This yo' favorite song

Translation ven aquí, mami, ese culo

Tú quieres coger mis huevos, y papi me desespero

Chuparse puto pendejo el pinche cabrón

Let's get it, nights like this

I'm a knight like this

Sword in my hand

I fight like this

And I'm more than a man, I'm a god

Bitch, touché, en garde

Toupée drop and her two tits pop

Out of that tank top and bra

And when I say doo-doo-doo-doo bitch, that be K. Dot

She want some more of this

I give her more of this

I owe her this

In fact, I know she miss the way I floored this, on forgis

I know my Houston partners drop a four on this

And focus, and slow it down down

Alright, let me blow this bitch

I'm famous, I blame this on you

Cash in the mirror hang in my penthouse roof

Skyline the clearest

Watch it, your optics poppin' out you look the weirdest

Pop my top on the one o five

Head with no power steerin', ah

Oh oh, luxury

Chidi-ching-ching could buy anything, cop that

Oh oh, collard greens

Three degrees low make it hot for me, drop that

Oh oh oh

Down with the shit

Drink this, smoke this get down with the shit, hey

Down with the shit

Cop this, pop this, yo down with the shit

Bummy nigga famous straight from the bottom

Broke niggas hate it still never robbed him

Guns in the basement out they have a problem

Kush be my fragrance we love marijuana

Function on fire burn the roof off this mothafucka

Psych ward is ballin' go craze like no other

Weed steady blowin' pass the blunt to my momma

Runs in the family puff-puff keep a nigga fiendin'

Poor

Faded, faded, faded, right

Shot glass super size she gon' get some dick tonight

Meet me at the W, and no it's not the Westside

Stick it up your Southside

Uh

Icky-icky, icky-icky

Baller futuristic groovy gangsta with an attitude

What these niggas make a year

I spend that on my daughter shoes

Smokin' weed and drinkin' all the college students lovin' Q

We gon' turn it out until the neighbors wanna party too

Oh oh, luxury

Chidi-ching-ching could buy anything, cop that

Oh oh, collard greens

Three degrees low make it hot for me, drop that

Oh oh oh

Down with the shit

Drink this, smoke this get down with the shit, hey

Down with the shit

Cop this, pop this, yo down with the shit