Collard Greens
• Written by wasp
wasp's Notes
exercising + inspo from collard greens ScHoolboy Q
nights like this I slice like this
knife in my hand dice like this
more than a meal Im a movement
bitch say grace then start shootin
grease stains on my white tee look like abstract pain
hot sauce tears drip when the cornbread get slain
tupée drop and her greens get tossed
out that pot so quick they still screamin lost
when I say glug-glug-glug bitch that be the pot talkin
she want more of this I give her diabetes and keep walkin
chitlins clean but the game still filthy
neckbones stacked like bodies in the city
In fact I know she miss the way I seasoned this
im focused
I know my Jackson partners drop a hamhock in this
and focus and slow it down down
woo woo alright let me stove this bitch
famous I blame this on you grits in the mirror
hang in my kitchen roof roaches the clearest
watch it your plate runneth over with envy
pop my top on the stove head with no power steerin
