Lyrics:
why they stay down, they loyal citizens of Zamunda
By way of A-T-L; if you disagree
don't even look at me ho don't pass go just go straight to jail
With
it
Yeah, it turns me on
Alright, hold tight
I'm a highway star, yeah
Nobody gonna take my girl
I'm gonna keep her to the end
Nobody gonna take
"Well, since we're recording tonight,
And we're ah, we're indebted to you to
Let us be on your album. We have to thank
You for that, this is
thirty-eight by twenty-nines
And two dicks got these shits looking hella tight
I pop tags in morning, I pop the bands at night
VBS on neck and wrist man I'm
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
Drastic son, master guns that'll run up in plastic ones
And then go, crash in the slums
One tight army, few good men that'll rep
Invade you strongly,
do numbers like we Beatles
I go bonkers swervin' the Beamer
They wanna bite my drip, mosquito
Rockin' vintage by Moschino
Walk in Chanel and spent
on a faking bitch that don't be right
Try me, my trigger finger itchin' like a flea bite (Boop-boop)
Jeans tight? Never son, floss chains and bracelets
Shanks
I'll
Have to get closer deals on the tables now
I'm after this closure
Every albums killing they like
'Can he get colder?'
G is who your Girlfriend's
you ride around ya city
And now its goin down like the beats by Nitti
Meet me in the mall. Or meet me where they all
Fall through like the temp
By Nirvana
Memory-y-uh
The first CD I ever stole
From my dad's CD collection
Was an album titled Nevermind
It blew my mind to pieces
Both of us came
of plastic pumps for the after party
Yo, by the way, go get my album
Damn
Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch
Hilzzoo?
My gizzirl
of plastic pumps for the after party
Yo, by the way, go get my album
Damn
Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch
Hilzzoo?
My gizzirl
Smokin' Needles (forever, motherfuckers)
More hits than the Beatles
Not tryna express sorrow, mourn full acquainted
The name of the golden era, though,
Today I went to Major Matt's
To remaster my old album
And on the L train in the morning
I was pretty sure I saw Will Oldham
He was wearin' the same
that, I'd rather be loud and I like swearin'"
From the first album even the gals were like, "Tight lyrics, dreamy eyes"
But my f- mouth was nightmareish
the day I came out, I was like, "Merits?
Fuck that, I'd rather be loud and I like swearin'"
From the first album even the gals were like, "Tight lyrics,
Machine Gun Kelly is as self-effacing as he
Is talented known also
By his real name Colson
Baker, MGK effortlessly defies
Easy categorization from
No chance
I'm tryna be bigger than the Beatles not hold hands
Keep on throwing stones I'ma make statues
No face tats but people got my face tattooed
bleed
(Everything white)
The only Beatle album better than Let it Be
(Everything white)
Everybody's blinded by the lightning
Nobody hears the falling
winning? Just
So that a nigga in the street
Can give me a fucking dap?
The same niggas that didn't buy
My album any fucking way
That downloaded the shit? Get
of medicine and it never helps!
Day by day I'm struggling against myself!
Tell me every type of advice that I've heard before
And nevertheless it's getting
not them
Quoting stats on Sachel Page
Judging by the sudden loss of blood
While sleeping on your rooftop house floods
I built this house to float in
[Originally by The Beatles]
It's been a hard day's night
And I've been working like a dog
It's been a hard day's night
I should be sleeping like
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