Mick Jenkins

Perm
Circle tighter (Uh) than a 4C curl pattern Ursa Minor had whole galaxies hurled at him Who's star struck? Need Orion's Belt if my world fatter Niggas really gettin' them star bucks Chop the trees, no sawdust, nigga Only good smoke, giraffe neckin', you saw us Found no Toys-R-Us, nigga Only dial tones soon as you call bluffs We pulling up like "Who called us?" My body building barely lifting fingers, much less barbells Niggas talk, big cartel, it's only selling online Miss me with that demeanor, my niggas is felons whole time You seeing ballerinas if niggas is spinning the block We stay on our toes, two hands on the clock No bustdowns, that's the neighborhood watch Play Sasquatch, won't see me in the spot Might catch a whiff of these trees No drivebys, just some motherfuckers shooting the breeze I'm fresh out my deal, I'm moving with ease If stress what you bring, then you enemy Don't group in with me, ayy Nigga got a whole new energy Like Malcolm with the perm how they move in the street Only really like weed loud, niggas too indiscrete Uh Letras de cancionesUh Ayy, ayy I can't fall in line Niggas tryna press me, y'all out y'all mind Try to cut it at the curb, shit, it grow back fine Gotta hit it at the nerve, nigga, go 'head find it Uh Gotta hit it with some perm, nigga Gotta hit it with some perm, nigga From Letras Mania