Lyrics Andre Nickatina

Andre Nickatina

Drought Season

I let the weed be the reason I'm gettin' high and barely breathin'

I ain't never felt the affects of a drought season

Born winnin' cus sinnin' be my best friend

How can it end when I can't even say where it begins

You in the kitchen, birds move 'cus of prohibition

Above suspicion, if you listen you can hear em wishin'

My new watch the roundtable of Camelot

Dark as the clock that got you got after you got shot

Materialistic, cursed man, but still gifted

You should see the way I throw away my parking tickets

Statement mavis, eyes just like Betty Davis

Tryna cheat on every bet I do to make you have to pay it

Brain storming, Decpticonin' and transformin'

You'll be just like you got stung by a bee swarmin'

Man this is vicious, selfish, and repetitious

All about Kahn and the money because its so religious

Man it's the Mecca, light up the Train Wrecka

Hot as a pepper when the heroin's a straight steppa'

The cogniac'n, Hennessey is how I'm actin'

If you makin' money let me break it down in true fractions

Dictator, shootin at the spectators

I don't do favors and I damn sure ain't a life savor

Think you can love it, tackle it, or even hug it

Rap cat for real bitch, and I ain't ballin' on a budget

I'm Jessie Jamin', talking loud and PF Changin'

They ain't told me to leave yet, I'm just sayin'

I'm top rankin, whatcha broke ass thinkin?

Money makin' I'm bakin and I ain't done yet drankin'

4-4in, Shere Khanin' and Fillmoein'

San Anton'in, foul you like Bruce Bowen

Fast livin', weed rollin' and blunt blowin'

Like Mickey Cohen, take what ya not knowin' and keep goin'

No regrettin', mixed with the no forgettin'

No hellos, no goodbyes, its just good riddance

Darryl Mackin', Adidas and my leather jacket

All in ya city, all the time just like a drug package

7 sinners, lined up with 7 liars

That's 14 lawyers, which one I'm gonna hire?

Check the tires, no rims and big beats

Call the dealers 'cus my talents are in South Beach