Artist: MellowHype f/ Mike G Album: Numbers Song: 666 Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Hodgy Beats] I push the 8 ball, right across the pool table Not basketball but I'm sayin my game could +fool+ April It's such a marvelous day, and niggaz still'll hate you Plant a tree, water the surroundings then wait to peel the grapefruit Success is my escape route, drive it like a grey Coupe License invalid, I'm headed to my palace I'm a cowboy bitch I'm rowdy, music playin loudly I'm fresh in my attire you boys just in the choir - oh! I'm rollin sober, take your +King+ out of +Cobra+ No venom in 'em, open my hand to women I'm about to Benjamin it, fuckin off as I spend it In foreign countries, comfy and fuckin distinctive Gold bitches wash my dick and clean the kitchen Tatted with Golf Wang cats and stencils scripted where they dippin If it ain't about a waffle then we dippin, bitch I'm too wide Expedition Pay attention 'fore you miss it nigga listen Ugh [Hodgy Beats] I got your back like a spinal tap Yoga mats, we run the bubble soda flat Nigga Hulk attack, green snaps from doja raps My +Wolves+ lurk where +Logan+ at Wolf Gang musical chairs I fuckin fold your back Rollin up weed and I'm dabbin the wax You stick to the script hoe I get to the facts Rippin through tracks like a train conductor I'm givin them tasks I'm the instructor The roof's on fire like DJ Khaled tour bus Smokin on weed bitch I'm high as a kite Breakin down more fin' to hop on this flight Born a real nigga real nigga for life Don't believe in the hype baby this MellowHype Smoke good for the night, so I'm good for the night I'm takin it back to the house Goin to the hood for the night Bats on heels nigga straps gon' kill The cab no wheels, Jack told Jill I don't like kinds of icons who python and so on Let bygones be bygones and Tae Kwon the Doe on [Mike G] Damn; where I stand still fuckin awesome I am Need chains with more rocks than rocks and sand in Iran I, saute the chef and if its Hodg' you want to test It will be one big room full of Triple 6 reppers Always say that I'm lo key with my moves cause I'm a ninja I don't like niggaz to see what I do And my focus was on saving grace 'til I got that late call that Wolf killed Ace Heard he sprayed up the place Well I'm the Midnight Marauder that makes twilight music And fans think I'm more awkward then Kristen Stewart Couldn't do it without the losers that thought I wouldn't do it No sympathy for the ones that never stuck to it Attack 'em, rack 'em; wrap 'em in the back of a Buick Wonder how my day goes, it ain't nothin but music And wonder how I spend my evenings, see my kind of night would be Nylon rope, duct tape, me and E' Marie