Lyrics
Hop up out the bed
My hair smelling like blunt smoke
My Momma worried bout me
Too much sh*t that she don't know
I'm the sh*t
I had to float the 808
Like a boat row
My aura always glowing
Think I look like a light show
Hop up out the bed
My hair smelling like blunt smoke
My Momma worried bout me
Too much sh*t that she don't know
I'm the sh*t
I had to float the 808
Like a boat row
My aura always glowing
Think I look like a light show
I think I caught the Holy Ghost
Around the rosie
Do-si-do
She screaming for me
As I'm drifting slowly into comatose
Hold me, no
Tell me, are the homies home
Cuz I've been exposed to another being
And I think that it's time to go
It's a brand new KeiKei arising
Open my eyelids
I've been dreaming
Now new sh*t on horizon
All my stars are aligning
Fighting demons, Orion
With the might of a lion
I'm in my temple, like Mayans
And you can't even climb it
B*tch, I'm out the box and in my bag
You're wanting what you couldn't have
A Ricky logo on the flag
We fly it over Maryland
In Donnycaster, holy land
And cast our shadows
Like we were wearing red
And holding hands
With only a tan glove on
I do my dance on graves of the older me
No controller needed
Cut the puppet strings from the back of me
And I started bleeding
Publicly and honestly
I'm telling you we gonna be
The leaders of the DMV
Or you can catch my whole penis
Hop up out the bed
My hair smelling like blunt smoke
My Momma worried bout me
Too much sh*t that she don't know
I'm the sh*t
I had to float the 808
Like a boat row
My aura always glowing
Think I look like a light show
Hop up out the bed
My hair smelling like blunt smoke
My Momma worried bout me
Too much sh*t that she don't know
I'm the sh*t
I had to float the 808
Like a boat row
My aura always glowing
Think I look like a light show
Alright, look
I'm throwin verbal right hooks
I'm fried like I'm a line cook
And all my n****s dine first
But all your n****s dying first
Cuz yo block's hot
From them lying verses
Need to hang that sh*t up
Like your towel
After you hit the shower
Got my mojo back
They say I'm groovy
Like I'm Austin Powers
London boy
I sold the O2 out
Too bad it was a dream
The requiem was that I woke up wide awake
Still on a stage
Yelling every word
But draped around me was a cloud of haze
Like Jimi, man
I play this game in a way that no one's ever seen
I f**king gleam
We stack the team up to the ceiling
Hanging from the pipework
This rapping sh*t is light work
So, I had to spit a slight verse
It's slight work
Like Vance be
No, y'all can't dance with me
I went creek walking when you see the streams
Everything is bigger than it seems
Not a meme picture
Everything you wanted since a youngin
Hey
I don't really want the coverage
But the music can't be undercover
Other n****s try to push me on a product
Imma just kick back
And light the pot up
Then I wake up
And I
Hop up out the bed
My hair smelling like blunt smoke
My Momma worried bout me
Too much sh*t that she don't know
I'm the sh*t
I had to float the 808
Like a boat row
My aura always glowing
Think I look like a light show
Hop up out the bed
My hair smelling like blunt smoke
My Momma worried bout me
Too much sh*t that she don't know
I'm the sh*t
I had to float the 808
Like a boat row
My aura always glowing
Think I look like a light show
Hop up out the bed
My hair smelling like blunt smoke
WRITERS
Brent Demirkan, Keilan Ruppert, Stanley Weems, Jr.
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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Anger
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Theme
Sexual
