Lyrics:
on this
I'm throwing fists
Trash the abyss
I fight day by day before I change my name to chris
I had a cool job
But it ruined my mind
Shaking full glass
racing back to back
Bands on yo head getcho ass gone
Bitch like ray can you put me in a song
I'm higher then a chopper
Nigga in my dm bout a bitch ima
my head, right before I go to bed
Overthinking about a girl, who wasn't meant for me
It's a matter of writing a love song
Thinking about all the times
and warm on my moving hips
We played in a band
powerful, rythmical
mesmerized energy
we were free, it was our scene
And I, I danced like a queen
colorful,
band whip, park by itself
Makin' wack ass music, put you on a shelf
You a lame ass nigga & you need help
Nigga I was never scared & I won't tell
I just
were times when I ended up amazed
By some beautiful girl who came backstage
Did she like the band that’s what I asked
She said not really but I like
never listens
Aye bruh I go ham these bitches love me so I'm always Lincoln
Like what you thinkin
If my songs on you can prolly hear your bitch sing it
I
Grabbed by the hand to see the marching band
I guess I never stayed for the shows
Friendzoned myself, started when I turned 12
When will it end we'll
huh, big bands, big cups, huh, big guns
Phew phew Huh, I hit two blinkers, huh, I got good lungs
Huh, huh, bitch, I'll , K, I, double L for all my blood
one and zero we're powered by
Can a neural net work without a spine
A supernatural answer we're bound to find
I'm becoming a god and my crown'll
There ain't no bar on the edge of town
Ain't no guitar with a lonely sound
There ain't no band playing that song
About some girl that's been gone too
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
tears in my sad eyes
I cruise through time barf living the
Fast light the fast lane
Fifth year owe you a pass-by
(I'm moving like)
If you ever see me
the WhiteTrash Cowboys!!
Chart topping, Cherry pie poppin, Gonna keep you rocking!
We're the WhiteTrash Cowboys!!
Kickback, Relax and listen to my song
I've been
I may be right or wrong
The story's in my song
It sure seems like we've
Come a long, long way
We've been through so many changes
All along
digging the ditches, I'm chasing millions motherfucker
Two bands on my feet cause your boy a big stepper
AMG, I ain't fucking with the other letters
Flow
Put me in the booth and I'll burn it
Don't be in my lane y'all swerving
Don't be in my way y'all heard me
Hop on a track and I murder
Not the same
Ye-ah, Yeah, Awww Yeah
Aww Yeah
I love hard don't turn my heart against me
I realized I'm by myself and that shit start to get me
Niggas that I
I'm the feature you seek when your song doesn't get plays
Your rapper's favorite rapper off the shit that I say
I got so much money off the raps I gave
Moving different, only care about my wealth
I could make it sell
10 bands straight through Zelle
They can't keep up with the kid
It's high tech aint sippin
beast
On marble with linen creased and pieced with gold leaf
Your mood enhanced with wine song and dance
And story of ancient bands with horns out
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