Lobster Omelette (feat. Rick Ross) - Freddie Gibbs/Rick Ross

Yeah Kane

Check check uh

Check check yeah

Check check

My nightmares' comin' true

Yeah yeah

But they ain't leave me spooked

Nah

On the West Coast countin' blues

But I'm whoopin' with them 'Rus

Suwoop yeah

In my neighborhood you was either five or six you had to choose

And folks and them was stealin' my Starter jacket and my shoes

Give me the **** *****

They laughin' at me at my school so I move like I ain't got **** to lose

Haha

When I get them goons you in the afterlife by afternoon

Uh

My chopper tucked man I served that dust my n***a served that food

Now I'm in my jail cell watchin' myself on the news

What the ****

Broken hearts and empty pockets crack water dirty faucet

Yeah yeah yeah

When I shot that ***** in the chest man I knocked his shoulder out its socket

Baow

**** a degree I'm whippin' diesel no direct deposit

Yeah

D**e in my diaper bag I serve 'em while my daughter watchin'

**** n***a

Prosecutor might diminish me so when they sentenced me I was a no-show

Yeah yeah

Dumped the body in the country shawty D4L I did it for the low-low

Yeah yeah

Bury me with all my jewelry on me and some VVS's in the logo

Yeah yeah

President ain't never love a n***a who the **** a n***a supposed to vote for

N***a what

Yeah

All my Lords in the pen 'bout to feel this ****

Got a stripper ***** that live in Hollywood with a mouth so good she can seal these bricks

Woo

Last year let a n***a bust down heard she got a n***a now she can still get d**k

Yeah

You could take away this rap **** today throw the whole **** away and I'ma still get rich *****

Yeah

Triple S

M M M M

Kane Train

Uh I'm ice skatin'

I'm ice skatin'

Maybach Music

Yes

N***as come to conclusion checks keep comin' concurrent

Shooters on the maneuver really as a deterrent

MA singin' melodic p***y seemin' hypnotic

I'm addicted to diamonds such a fiend for them watches

Dollar signs in my carpet killin' opps is the obvious

I count bodies like bottles at parties when I'm in Cabo

I just lead and they follow call it laws of attraction

Livin' in the colosseum 'til I'm caught in my casket

On the beach in a mansion d**e boy got him a pension

Pistols pulled in a panic you can give me my sentence

Money come with the killings white convertible ceiling

Bel-Air bottles in Venice pray you mindin' your business

Rappers wanna play sports athletes caught in the courts

Actors overdosin' addicted to chemicals boy

Boss