Falconry (feat. Meyhem Lauren & Big Body Bes) (Explicit)

Falconry(feat. Meyhem Lauren & Big Body Bes) (Explicit) - Action Bronson/Meyhem/Big Body Bes

Produced by：The Alchemist

Yo pass me the ball fool

You better f**kin' pick me ya

Straight the f**k up I roof this s**t

F**kin' 360 on this p***y

I don't give a f**k

I'll kick this motherf**king ball over the fence

No shoes on

I know you see me

On the TV lookin' like a hunk of beef

When I smell your baby mama's s**t dungarees

Somebody get the kid a deal he sound like me

But nah dunny don't get down like me

The falcon flies back to the glove when I whistle

Don't try to put me in the box like a tissue

'Cause I push you in the box with a pink suit

F**k around and have some squid ink soup b***h

Ah man there's so much f**kin'

Hash in this joint right now son

Uh you ain't a legend like Gianni

I'm so Queens like a Roy Wilker's T-shirt

With one arm shredded and one arm missing

Dog I was born with Allah's vision

I learned quick I couldn't follow suit

'Cause the Devil put the pork inside the dollar soup

Now I'm sittin' in first class with a hard dick

Listenin' to German guitar riffs what a life

I was made like the beginning of Jurassic Park

When they took the f**king bluff

On the mosquito with a d**e needle

Then they shot it in a wild lion 1983

I popped out holdin' a iron with a visor on

Yeah uh huh ha ha ha

Yo the videos are like a Jewish Summer camp promo

Your ideas lack of d**e woah

Yo silk cinder blocks cinnamon socks

On the low like a whip without shocks

I bag b***hes in flocks

Representative for everything official

Ya'll n***as can't live so it's officially an issue

Water proof penmanship padded on a rugby

Hammerin' the hamper 'case a n***a try to thug me

I'm a idol my wave is tidal forget survival

Treat the last record I broke just like a rival

Uh I'm New York before it turned into a bike lane

Never had a light frame spit the pipe cane

It was written but I wrote it

Put religion right on my neck and then I froze it

Laurenovitch yeah

336 in the morning

Location a drug infested area Brooklyn New York

What am I doing Standing on an unidentified corner

With a Latin individual corn rows foamposits

All sorts of a felony in his waste

But who are you she only love me when I'm naked