Lyrics:
Kid Ink Elevator

touching I gang pound on these clowns like a hundred something But hold the prophecy, but peak, the mold of my philosophy, D Contemplate crime playing for keep Elevating

coonskin cap by the big pen wants eleven dollar bills: you only got ten Look out, kid Look out, kid, it's somethin' that you did Look out, kid, 'cause

about the government The man in the trench coat Badge out, laid off Says he's got a bad cough Wants to get it paid off Look out kid It's somethin' you

about the government The man in the trench coat Badge out, laid off Says he's got a bad cough Wants to get it paid off Look out kid It's somethin' you

on guitar) a poet sits on a bench and he writes his poem (captain of the poets) [v1] watch me grab my patterns of thought in permanent ink on slabs

I guess so I rhyme like my ribs and my stomach touchin Gain pounds on these clowns like a hundred somethin Behold the prophecy peep The mold in my philosophy deep Contemplate crime playing for keep Elevate

coonskin cap by the big pen wants eleven dollar bills: you only got ten Look out, kid Look out, kid, it's somethin' that you did Look out, kid, 'cause