Lyrics Danny Brown

Danny Brown

Pneumonia

Made 30 bands in 30 minutes

Before I count it, I done damn near spent it

Put a brick on ya in some Rick Owens

Flow sick, nigga, call it pneumonia

I'm on ya

Made 30 bands in 30 minutes

Before I count it, I done damn near spent it

Put a brick on ya in some Rick Owens

Flow sick, nigga, call it pneumonia

I'm on ya

Old nigga came in this bitch with a new gun

Clip looking like a fucking mile long

If that shit hits you close range, ya calzone

Powder stains on my Balmain

Slurp that pussy up just like lo mein

If that coke burn my nose, I'ma complain

Made 30 bands in 30 minutes

Before I count it, I done damn near spent it

Put a brick on ya in some Rick Owens

Flow sick, nigga, call it pneumonia

I'm on ya

Made 30 bands in 30 minutes

Before I count it, I done damn near spent it

Put a brick on ya in some Rick Owens

Flow sick, nigga, call it pneumonia

I'm on ya

I'm smoking dope, I'm smoking dope

Got a half a pound of artichoke

Scale broke, so we eyeball it

Her titties out just like New Orleans

Mardi gras, we party hard, she off the soft

My dick head, she celebrate like the world end

And she could be my girlfriend

Only fuck her on the weekend

Momma found some racks in some dirty jeans

Told her keep the money, take 'em to the cleaners

Threesome watched how this dick came between them

Licked the clit and she did the Macarena

Crib in the forest, deer in my yard

'07, I got locked up on a charge

Now a nigga got four bank cards

Looking like a nigga gotta thank God

Going through a bag like I'm snatching purses

Half a key of raw inside my fucking verses

Like a surgeon with that scalpel, bring that track to life

Bounce that ass for that pussy, got a appetite

Geeked up, geeked up, pop a pill just like Mike and Ikes

Head sent me straight to the moon with a mac tonight

Running low on alcohol, nigga gotta make a call

Stay afloat, try not to choke

Made 30 bands in 30 minutes

Before I count it, I done damn near spent it

Put a brick on ya in some Rick Owens

Flow sick, nigga, call it pneumonia

I'm on ya

Made 30 bands in 30 minutes

Before I count it, I done damn near spent it

Put a brick on ya in some Rick Owens

Flow sick, nigga, call it pneumonia

I'm on ya

I'm smoking dope, I'm smoking dope

Got a half a pound of artichoke

Scale broke, so we eyeball it

Her titties out just like New Orleans