Lyrics:
fuel
To get it, it needs puppets
So what's ten million dead if it's keeping out the Russians?
We're well-trained by the CIA with Yankee tax money in
of the clown
The Kansas City style got her yellin "jus gimme now"
You don't wanna do the sound 'cause I'm doin bout 20 rounds
[Chorus x2:]
If your girls
(10K)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Four-hour drive to Savannah, one-way flight
disrespectful
Y'all know I don't care 'bout these niggas
Happy New Year
Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done
I'm like, "Damn, why they doin' that to 50
And I'm with your mother at a diner around lunch time
Then I sat there for an hour in the booth dude
While she locked herself cryin' in the bathroom
When
of Texas, teeth goin' bling-bling
Lil' ol' Ms. Ling Ling, givin' happy endings
I was fifteen years old, pushin' weed on a ten speed
I'm a lil' ass Mexican
up wit baby….ain’t no adderall or powder ayeeee….Dope doy…..feel like camron oh boy Juelz ayeee….high school was on a half a bird…before the 10
Bounce, c'mon (8x)
ROCK, we're the heaviest
STOP, or you're gonna get
CAUGHT, cause we never rest, drop this on ya
We're the heaviest, you would
love, Me know
I can tell by your eyes it's real o
We got Moya like Relo
He keep me up for hours on reload
Damn baby can we take a break yo
nap nyana
that I didn't really care. It didn't hurt as much as anything else I was experiencing at that time. I was just happy that I was meeting new people and it
got 13 but wasn't that fun
Now, take that same 13 multiply by 2
26 hours the train's overdue
Yeah, you got 2 again, you got 2 again
You used to love me
long haul leverage picket.
Out built auto-bricklayers with ten guerrilla digits.
A the Don Darko bark O beautiful piranha gossip, cobwebs on the Kafka.
the alleyway symphony
Or sing it solo in your shower or set up a virtual happy hour
And harmonize your own orchestra and tell me should I laugh or should I cry
you're funny!
4give me am wasted am happy am wasted
Am feeling elevated am rapping bt am wasted
Go in X2 am slow- codeine
Go in X2 am slow - blame codeine
you’re funny!
4give me am wasted am happy am wasted
Am feeling elevated am rapping bt am wasted
Go in X2 am slow- codeine
Go in X2 am slow – blame codeine
pounds, straight pounds if a nigga want funk
And I be getting faded
Uncle Elroy, you know I'm X-rated, but
Won't ever catch me movin' out the city
signal strong just like a router aye
You make me happy every single hour
Tellin' you how much you mean to me I'll say it louder aye
Yeah you've shown me
like I have anyone to blame but myself
And now I'm remembering high school
How it passed by without a happy memory
How it hasn't been much different
close associates and friends
You know, sneak it in with they friends at the job
Happy hour at the bar while this song is in they car
And even if
shifts towards the Septemeber
24th release date the band
Being the benevolent friends of the
Proleteriet that they are
Just raised the coolies pay 10
still got 13 but wasnt that fun
you take the same 13 you multiply by 2
26 hours the trains over due
(Refrain)
8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3,
2 happy people
multiplied by 1
You still got 13 but wasn't that fun
Now, take that same 13 multiply by 2
26 hours the train's overdue
Yeah, you got 2 again, you got 2
Love the process, love the process, love the, love the process
Love the process, love the process
You'll never top my progress
Said it may take ten
Love the process, love the process, love the, love the process
Love the process, love the process
You'll never top my progress
Said it may take ten
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