Supaman Lyrics

Richie Wess

I'm on that cush, that lean, Promethazine Codeine
Them Skittles, them beans, part one, part two, part three
I'm for it, bro, I'm Supaman, can tell me shit, don't give a damn
Smoke everywhere like Amsterdam, smoke everywhere like Amsterdam.
I'm on that cush, that lean, Promethazine Codeine
Them Skittles, them beans, part one, part two, part three
I'm for it, bro, I'm Supaman, can tell me shit, don't give a damn
Smoke everywhere like Amsterdam, smoke everywhere like Amsterdam.

In the club and I'm leaning, pointing at to be leaving
Wait me up, ‘cuz I'm dreaming, give them this ‘cuz they fainted
That straight drop, that face nod, I smell like money, straight walk
Smoking on that loud, sipping on that potion
In the weep and I'm floating, popping beer, now I'm rolling
In that new models I'm cruising, they're sleeping on but they snoozing
But them bitches own me they choosing, with Charlie Sheen on my swag
I ain't got time to be losing, wait to see we're moving, wait to see they move me
Auto, moto, Rollex, big money, motels, try to tell that niggers I'm up next.
These fucking niggers are love sick, put it, hold it, stead it
Chopper in my shabby, like passage toll we're ready
Pussy niggers got loosy lips, try to pull my car, but I'm too legit
Try to tell you niggers that I do this shit, blow cush and ash
Imma smoke everywhere like Amsterdam, pop one more, don't give a damn
One, two more, I'm Supaman, I smoke everywhere like Amsterdam.

I'm on that cush, that lean, Promethazine Codeine
Them Skittles, them beans, part one, part two, part three
I'm for it, bro, I'm Supaman, can tell me shit, don't give a damn
Smoke everywhere like Amsterdam, smoke everywhere like Amsterdam.
I'm on that cush, that lean, Promethazine Codeine
Them Skittles, them beans, part one, part two, part three
I'm for it, bro, I'm Supaman, can tell me shit, don't give a damn
Smoke everywhere like Amsterdam, smoke everywhere like Amsterdam.

We roll it up and we smoke it, whine here and you choking
That gdp and VIP we have a baby, we focus
That party on me, they crying on me, we wake them up like soldiers
Wait to see the army on me, I'm a hundred people, my soldiers
Real niggers do real things, a hundred bets on YOLO
Straight drop, no solo, B12 , my motor
Try to turn in my shabby form I may back my sofa
Hop onto it in the street and walk away with my toaster
‘cause I'll be getting so closer, see my face on that poster
Have you niggers less class, they belong in the circus
Killing them with these verses, young nigger, I'm up next
Got these all niggers all nervous, the game I'm at your service
The girl is at my show, she wanna see me in person,
She blowing up a phone, she initiate call on purpose.
Once I get her back stage is over me near this curtain
She said she lost her phone and found the shit but she had no service.

I'm on that cush, that lean, Promethazine Codeine
Them Skittles, them beans, part one, part two, part three
I'm for it, bro, I'm Supaman, can tell me shit, don't give a damn
Smoke everywhere like Amsterdam, smoke everywhere like Amsterdam.
I'm on that cush, that lean, Promethazine Codeine
Them Skittles, them beans, part one, part two, part three
I'm for it, bro, I'm Supaman, can tell me shit, don't give a damn
Smoke everywhere like Amsterdam, smoke everywhere like Amsterdam.

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