Niko Is
Текст песни FIFI

Knights of the round table man
This is, I think this is meant to be
Ah, I'm vibing though
Think about a lot of stuff right? Kush thoughts

Have you ever made love to a stranger before?
Danger, danger, will I remain being ignored?
Does the mainstream go to war? Play the game, change the score
I'm with Elaine and I'm a Newman, now, where's Kramer and George?
I got a Russian lawyer called Boris
Get me off the hook like a chorus
And his brother's name is Igor,
He's a body guard he enforces
Take care of the warrants, duct tape the informants
Leave them hog-tied by the door hinge
And then stack them up with the corpses
Of course I'm being morbid, I just want to live in Florence
And eat swordfish
Mix some champagne with my orange
Put my life in this CD, what I say, I mean like Edi
Getting blazed and eating kiwi's
With bad bitch that got big titties
Ghetto chick, I call her Dede, black hippy like TDE
Got a poodle she call FIFI, I go cuckoo when she go peepee
On my penny loafers? Bitch, you better page your friend
You're little bitch ass dog gon be the reason we don't date again


Word is bond, I don't get down like that, down like that
Not pulling a fast one on me
I don't get down like that

White wine with some Penne a La Vodka
The other option is cocaine and lobster
But instead of being like a mobster, I'm feeling like a rasta
Burning out of my chalice, in my meditation palace
Fuzzy hair, scruffy beard, 50 dollar underwear
Marijuana gummi bears
Love and hate, I suffocate, screaming out, what is air?
My mind and my body are on a double date
Copious amounts of mary jane
If I do not smoke weed then life will just seem very plain
I doubt you want to bet with the wildest
This is communion, put your bread where your mouth it
My cess from the west is the loudest
So now I get obsessed with success and I'm 'bout this
Making a dollar there, holla at your koala bear
Living life without a care, scorpion, get over here

Word is bond, I don't get down like that, down like that
OG shit, OG
I swear to God, I bet your bitch know me
Call my dealer man, OZ
I swear to God, it all seems so free
Bitch, I'm low key, low key
Said, I'm low key