$ilkMoney
Anthem
[Verse 1: Lord Linco]
Look into the mirror, and I don't like that n***a
Don't give me straps, 'cause I'mma clap, not afraid of the trigger
Puffin' loosies, 'cause I'm losing, Linco's never the winner
But keep it cool, because I'm coolin' straight pon di river
Searchin' through the snow for the white rabbit, dammit
Tryna let love rule like I'm Lenny Kravitz, shit
Please excuse all my bad habits
'Cause a n***a tend to move like I'm nomadic
Remember when I ride my bike through the highway
Couldn't help to live my life like it's MySpace
Update my status to be proactive
But all the same, I'm not to blame, because I'm still adapting
Dyin' on the inside, tell my n***as that I'm fine
Hit the corner store to lay low, and regain my pride
Feedin' lies to the birds, cause I don't really give a shit
And if I did, I need a zip of toilet paper, double stitched

[Hook: Lord Linco]
Fuck the bitch, fuck that bitch
Fuck that bitch, I'mma fuck that bitch
Fuck the bitch, fuck the bitch
In the back of the club, with a bitch, she's thick
Fuck the bitch, fuck that bitch
Fuck that bitch, I'mma fuck that bitch
Fuck the bitch, fuck the bitch
In the back of the club, with a bitch, she's thick
[Verse 2: $ilkMoney]
Knock knock, it's a thing at the door, look through the peephole
Oh shit, who the fuck is these people?
On the other side of the door, with a story they need to decode
A n***a need to be bold, sticking to the g code
Knock knock, happen again, like this the sequel
Even louder than the prequel
They tryna get the n***a for priors because my teeth gold
Run back up the stairs, out of breath, I need to breathe slow
Grab the deuce deuce, chic chic, I need to reload
Grab some fruit snacks then acrobat out the back like Matrix: Reload, uh
The strap make a n***a rewind like he was TiVo
Uh, traveling the divine path that we chose
Blowin' weed smoke with my negroes bumpin' Cee-Lo
Eatin' cheetos with like three hoes and pea coat
While you stay getting your weed smoked by a weak hoe
You n***as pitiful and think you heroes
Can't see you, your superpowers make you invisible
Your buzz short lived, and it's time to go
Like fat n***as climbin' ropes and doing physicals
The dirt between my nails is 100% pure hustle
Bitch

[Hook: Lord Linco]
Fuck the bitch, fuck that bitch
Fuck that bitch, I'mma fuck that bitch
Fuck the bitch, fuck the bitch
In the back of the club, with a bitch, she's thick
Fuck the bitch, fuck that bitch
Fuck that bitch, I'mma fuck that bitch
Fuck the bitch, fuck the bitch
In the back of the club, with a bitch, she's thick
[Outro: Lord Linco]
Bitch is thick
With a bitch is thick
With a bitch is thick
I'mma fuck that bitch, I'mma fuck that bitch
Back of the club with a bitch who's thick
I'mma fuck that bitch
I'mma fuck that bitch
Fuck the bitch, fuck a bitch
Y'all pussy ass n***as stay smoking mid
'Cause I'mma fuck a bitch
In the back of the club which a bitch who's thick
Bitch is thick
Fuck the bitch
Fuck the bitch
Back of the club, I'mma fuck the bitch
Bitch
Bitch
Bitch
Back of the club, with a bitch who's thick