Land Of The Freaks

Land Of The Freaks Lyrics

[Intro]
Dat Boy Cassius
Nonstop

[Chorus]
I hop on the beat
Her body on fleek
My pockets obese
My partner gon’ eat
My partner a G
We straight out the street
Home of the Braves
Land of the freaks

[Chorus]
I hop on the beat
Her body on fleek
My pockets obese
My partner gon’ eat
My partner a G
We straight out the street
Home of the Braves
Land of the freaks

[Verse 1]
Got so many cars, I’m like, “What I need to be here for?” (Yeah)
Got so much money, I’m like, “What I’m gon’ pretend for?” (Yeah)
Hundred dollar bills with no motherf**kin’ billfold (No)
And you know I’m kickin’ sh*t like a f**kin’ field goal (No)
Yeah, gold, all on my pinky (Damn)
Yeah, gold, all on my wrist
Yeah, gold, all on my grill
Yeah, gold, all on my chest
Yeah, I’m a misfit, dipsh*t, fishsticks, six whips
Times two, I’m cold, swine flu, must I remind you?
b**ch, tell her nigga, my b**ch, she came with stilettos
Nigga, my crew, we came with Barrettas
Nigga, my car, it came with umbrellas
Nigga, put that sh*t on acapella, head to toe in Donatella
Nigga know my old school, a motherf**kin’ Panamera (God damn!)
Mind on me (No), so don’t worry ’bout mine
I smoke and get vibes
Look at my eye (Yeah), I can’t decide how to describe
Your nigga lookin’ broke, I hope that sh*t a disguise (Yeah)

[Chorus]
I hop on the beat
Her body on fleek
My pockets obese
My partner gon’ eat
My partner a G
We straight out the street
Home of the Braves
Land of the freaks

[Chorus]
I hop on the beat
Her body on fleek
My pockets obese
My partner gon’ eat
My partner a G
We straight out the street
Home of the Braves
Land of the freaks

[Verse 2]
Freak on my Zodiac, you must be heavy on Cognac
I gave you a hundred, you told me a seventy five, lil’ b**ch, I want me a quarterback
I am indulgin’ in oysters, I bought my shawty a cluster
I come and ride for a busta, car came with everything except a butler, yeah
She pidgeon-toed in them Christians
Don’t f**k with Goofy niggas, that’s Disney
Always on my grizzly, table in the back, picnic (Yeah)
Alka-Seltzer Cold, your career started fizzin’
You gon’ need 4 pair Cartier’s to see my vision
Ok, deliverin’ a dealership
Go so much, need a membership
My car knock-kneed like Kenny Smith
And I’m signin’ off, no penmanship, yeah

[Chorus]
I hop on the beat
Her body on fleek
My pockets obese
My partner gon’ eat
My partner a G
We straight out the street
Home of the Braves
Land of the freaks

[Chorus]
I hop on the beat
Her body on fleek
My pockets obese
My partner gon’ eat
My partner a G
We straight out the street
Home of the Braves
Land of the freaks