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Queens shit (Queens shit)
(Soup Soup Soup Soup) Alright
Indians jersey
and an Om on my necklace
Van Buren
Iâm parked in a Lexus
Waiting for the man, Iâm waiting for a gram
Iâm waiting for the man to put a gram up in my hand
And Iâm looking fresh, youâll never find a flyer steeze
Iâm in Richmond Hill smoking with the Guyanese
Hindus getting higher than a mother fucking fire kid
Punjabis wild
Shayar
Theyâre throwing stones at the Mosque
I'm in tune with goons that's stoned at the Mosque
Iâm throwing stones in the zone with my box
You eating stones Iâm seeing drones up top
Like that drone cool, but I hate that drone
Chocolate chip cookie dough in a sugar cone
Drones in the morning, drones in the night
Iâm trying to find a pretty drone to take home tonight
That drone cool, but I hate that drone
Chocolate chip cookie dough in a sugar cone
Drones in the morning, drones in the night
Iâm trying to find a pretty drone to take home tonight
[Verse 2: Heems]
Timberlands
polo rugby on my back
Iâm outside John Bowne, Iâm parked in an Ac
Iâm waiting for Jay, Jay got the yay
And when I see Jay all my problems go away
Now I'm drinking with my cousin
bars we bum rushing
Drinking White Russians with Russians
Flushing
We can tussle if they look at my cousinâs girl
You couldnât last a day in Thurman's world
Moving in Carlos, Carona, taper
If they talk about us, they about to get shanked up
I wake up
I'm listening for them to say Hindu
But no problem, then I do like Him do
Iâm stoned, Iâm stoned at my parentâs house
White boys throwing stones at my parentâs house
They dot-busting, hate crime, race war
I'm high as space dog, wild as three caged boars
[Hook: Heems]
[Verse 3: Heems]
Iâm rocking
Timeport Motorola
In front of Cardozo,
Toyota Carola
Puff holder, Coca Cola, Back-seat scroller
Back street stroller, hash-tree roller
Chloe bhatura eater
he the holder
He the chosen heathen, he honing in Hodo(?)
my Temple look like a mansion
Hindu centre
, we be praying we be dancing
right on Kissena
We rolling green up
Mecca to Medina
They throwing stones at the temple
Got me drinking too much, got me going mental
Like that Drone modest, but that drone flawed
All of them drones do what those drones want
Drones want to wild
and drones want to kill
Drones want your dome and your bone and your grill
[Hook: Heems]