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Cinema - Gummy Tools Lyrics



Cinema - Gummy Tools Lyrics




Go ahead, adjust the focal length
Your aperature's correct, not Gibbs on the set
Semi's, I provoke a man's tent, see
Smoke sesh, I'm Seth in express
Sip Campbell's, can't count my steps
Call me Klein, I decline all the market shifts
I make it crass, Soundcloud's my only visit
You can hit me on the Gram
We either playin' or winning
You checkin' Genius, no quip
I just need the business
Landlords be kickin' and evictin'
Uncle Christmas day, he's gone pacin'
Cause Darren's tappin' shoulders that's adjacent
And cakes is cut up, they say it's all tasty
They actin' like this shit's Coppala, it's crazy
And Granny campin' on the island, waiting
Your niece gets caught, you leave the bitch flackin'
Flagrant getting out of this maze and
Riding back to where you all came from

Shoot that shit, yeah
Shoot that shit, yeah
Shoot that shit, yeah
Shoot that shit, yeah
Hip outta room with the gummy tools
Flip off the tunes with the gummy tools
Make this shit boom, gummy tools
Got nothin' to prove, for the fools

Need a little bit of Bernie in my soul
Spittin' Brooklyn shit, I vibe on these hoes
Grab a vibe, she sing me an ode
Not old but she knowin' the code
Teaching all my dogs, I place on the nose
Fro shit, speak Spike on the downlow
My own class, exploited but they don't know
Even if your productivity is shinin'
The masters'll send you back the line, hey
Bigger gap than Egypt in the prime days
Beat the game, you playin' for the high score
Olivia shit, throw a fit with Orsino
Students gettin' hungry for a Mac, that's when we know
Somethin' ain't right
My bitch feel like on Furlough
The man don't exist but he sent men in his place
Sent Bolton cryin' bout a national disgrace
And if you claimin' Domain was disrespectful to the grave
Tell that to kids who've been maimed, bitch

Shoot that shit, yeah
Shoot that shit, yeah
Shoot that shit, yeah
Shoot that shit, yeah
Hip outta room with the gummy tools
Flip off the tunes with the gummy tools
Make this shit boom, gummy tools
Got nothin' to prove, for the fools
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English

Go ahead, adjust the focal length
Your aperature's correct, not Gibbs on the set
Semi's, I provoke a man's tent, see
Smoke sesh, I'm Seth in express
Sip Campbell's, can't count my steps
Call me Klein, I decline all the market shifts
I make it crass, Soundcloud's my only visit
You can hit me on the Gram
We either playin' or winning
You checkin' Genius, no quip
I just need the business
Landlords be kickin' and evictin'
Uncle Christmas day, he's gone pacin'
Cause Darren's tappin' shoulders that's adjacent
And cakes is cut up, they say it's all tasty
They actin' like this shit's Coppala, it's crazy
And Granny campin' on the island, waiting
Your niece gets caught, you leave the bitch flackin'
Flagrant getting out of this maze and
Riding back to where you all came from

Shoot that shit, yeah
Shoot that shit, yeah
Shoot that shit, yeah
Shoot that shit, yeah
Hip outta room with the gummy tools
Flip off the tunes with the gummy tools
Make this shit boom, gummy tools
Got nothin' to prove, for the fools

Need a little bit of Bernie in my soul
Spittin' Brooklyn shit, I vibe on these hoes
Grab a vibe, she sing me an ode
Not old but she knowin' the code
Teaching all my dogs, I place on the nose
Fro shit, speak Spike on the downlow
My own class, exploited but they don't know
Even if your productivity is shinin'
The masters'll send you back the line, hey
Bigger gap than Egypt in the prime days
Beat the game, you playin' for the high score
Olivia shit, throw a fit with Orsino
Students gettin' hungry for a Mac, that's when we know
Somethin' ain't right
My bitch feel like on Furlough
The man don't exist but he sent men in his place
Sent Bolton cryin' bout a national disgrace
And if you claimin' Domain was disrespectful to the grave
Tell that to kids who've been maimed, bitch

Shoot that shit, yeah
Shoot that shit, yeah
Shoot that shit, yeah
Shoot that shit, yeah
Hip outta room with the gummy tools
Flip off the tunes with the gummy tools
Make this shit boom, gummy tools
Got nothin' to prove, for the fools
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Writer: Callum Hofler
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Cinema
Language: English
Length: 2:27
Written by: Callum Hofler

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