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A Mitch - 3 Liter Bottle (feat. Shpee) Lyrics



A Mitch - 3 Liter Bottle (feat. Shpee) Lyrics




I had a bad day today, it's okay
I guess I'll go home and lay in my bed
Some things in this world send me straight to my head
Where I lay unconsciously thinking

The younger version of myself is fading away
But that's okay, cause I'm making a beat a day
And the kick drum, the only way I can say what I need to say
I express my life by singing

People come together when they hear the bells ringing
Yeah, we can hear the frequency for a reason
Listening to Gucci Mane, holiday season
Or I bump my main man, Hurt Feelings Swimming

Sometimes I go fishing, I listen to the river
Got a cold brew next to me cause I'm a sipper
I roll up the dro, then I'm Mitch Man the ripper
Wish I had Young Dro in the stu to take a picture

His shoe game strong, but his shoe game thicker
Screaming out fuh dat bitch on my school picture
Got Honey Jack in the lemonade pitcher
Making my own shit, no I'm not reading from a scripture

Smoking the wrong spliff, it's the codeine dripper
No I don't flop, cause I'm Mitch Man the flipper
Now put down your weapons boys, this is a stick-up

Yeah, it's me and A-dubs

It's me and A-dubs and we shameless
Bust out an 8th of green stuff and we flamed it
Claiming true to the claims that we stating
Buy an estate just to fill it with what we flaming

This is the flow that I came with When I stepped into the realm of existence
Ripping the stog', at the playground When I was a middle schooler f*cking looking all around

What were we trying to do here in the first place?
We took an entire ounce of smoke to the face
What were we trying to do here in the first place
Feels like my whole memory has gone blank

I'm glistening, yeah I'm glistenin'
On a mission, fishing for your bitch in the kitchen
She's saucing all types of exotic dishes
Not missing out on your pathetic business

Close to the edge, yeah I think I'm gonna risk it
Finger in the air once I get to the finish
Cannot comprehend why I would ever dismiss
The crystal ball that is sitting up in my head

That lets me see things right before they even happen
I use this premonition to make a decision
About the future concentrated tunnel vision
This is the way that we accomplishing the mission

What were we trying to do here in the first place?
We took a three liter bottle right to the face
What were we trying to do here in the first place?
Feels like I drew the two of clubs and not the Ace
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English

I had a bad day today, it's okay
I guess I'll go home and lay in my bed
Some things in this world send me straight to my head
Where I lay unconsciously thinking

The younger version of myself is fading away
But that's okay, cause I'm making a beat a day
And the kick drum, the only way I can say what I need to say
I express my life by singing

People come together when they hear the bells ringing
Yeah, we can hear the frequency for a reason
Listening to Gucci Mane, holiday season
Or I bump my main man, Hurt Feelings Swimming

Sometimes I go fishing, I listen to the river
Got a cold brew next to me cause I'm a sipper
I roll up the dro, then I'm Mitch Man the ripper
Wish I had Young Dro in the stu to take a picture

His shoe game strong, but his shoe game thicker
Screaming out fuh dat bitch on my school picture
Got Honey Jack in the lemonade pitcher
Making my own shit, no I'm not reading from a scripture

Smoking the wrong spliff, it's the codeine dripper
No I don't flop, cause I'm Mitch Man the flipper
Now put down your weapons boys, this is a stick-up

Yeah, it's me and A-dubs

It's me and A-dubs and we shameless
Bust out an 8th of green stuff and we flamed it
Claiming true to the claims that we stating
Buy an estate just to fill it with what we flaming

This is the flow that I came with When I stepped into the realm of existence
Ripping the stog', at the playground When I was a middle schooler f*cking looking all around

What were we trying to do here in the first place?
We took an entire ounce of smoke to the face
What were we trying to do here in the first place
Feels like my whole memory has gone blank

I'm glistening, yeah I'm glistenin'
On a mission, fishing for your bitch in the kitchen
She's saucing all types of exotic dishes
Not missing out on your pathetic business

Close to the edge, yeah I think I'm gonna risk it
Finger in the air once I get to the finish
Cannot comprehend why I would ever dismiss
The crystal ball that is sitting up in my head

That lets me see things right before they even happen
I use this premonition to make a decision
About the future concentrated tunnel vision
This is the way that we accomplishing the mission

What were we trying to do here in the first place?
We took a three liter bottle right to the face
What were we trying to do here in the first place?
Feels like I drew the two of clubs and not the Ace
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Writer: Alexander Mitchell, Spencer Ellsperman
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