Commotion and agitation
Your focus is admiration
Your motions imagination
My source your application
Conversation Conservation
Is a powerful combination
Homies hating so I pop em like Gotham ran outta patience
Popo wanna take my statement I'm hiding out in the basement
With the bodies smelling foul like the fragrance is getting flagrant
Couple jokers on the pavement my motive was really blatant
I feel like I been sick
These days my pen twitching
Three Five is my whole schtick
My ceiling look like Ben Simmons
I'm slurring every weekday
I drink bout every third
My left hand still inside your girl
My right flips you the bird
Look
I feel like I been sick
These days my pen twitching
Three Five is my whole schtick
My ceiling look like Ben Simmons
I'm slurring every weekday
I drink bout every third
My left hand still inside your girl
My right flips you the bird
I face blunts not problems
That's my problem
Act like I'm fine when I just
Drink to hide it
Sad at the fact that I done
Hurt my momma
Mat at myself because
I changed for dollars
Pain subsiding
That's my problem
Prayers up to God when I done
Hate my conscience
Smoke I'm flying
Hope not timing
Pockets big alone
I'm on my own
F*ck guidance
Act like I don't know you finna choke f*ck violence
Act like I don't know I be the GOAT I'm lying
Act like I could give up what I love f*ck rhyming
Act like I don't know I be the one f*ck trying
Thotties taking pictures while I'm posing for a passport
Fall in love with anybody
Tell me who'd you ask for
F*ck a dotted line signing papers is a trap door
Tell me I need more stacks
I think you should stack more
You look like a foul ball
I look like the home team
Tell me how I'm bagging all your girls and bagging groceries
Tell me how I'm preying on your fall and praying rosaries
I can see the devil in your eyes
At least ya clothes clean
Pull up on the weekend have em sounding like a bagpipe
Going off the deep end run her body through a black light
Tony Hawk
I be Golden Eye inside the halfpipe
Shooting through your bullet just to get home to a cat fight
Doing 360s in the pussy cause I'm that nice
Cause I'm that nice
Doin 360s in the
Look
I feel like I been sick
These days my pen twitching
Three Five is my whole schtick
My ceiling look like Ben Simmons
I'm slurring every weekday
I drink bout every third
My left hand still inside your girl
My right flips you the bird
Look
I feel like I been sick
These days my pen twitching
Three Five is my whole schtick
My ceiling look like Ben Simmons
I'm slurring every weekday
I drink bout every third
My left hand still inside your girl
My right flips you the bird
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Commotion and agitation
Your focus is admiration
Your motions imagination
My source your application
Conversation Conservation
Is a powerful combination
Homies hating so I pop em like Gotham ran outta patience
Popo wanna take my statement I'm hiding out in the basement
With the bodies smelling foul like the fragrance is getting flagrant
Couple jokers on the pavement my motive was really blatant
I feel like I been sick
These days my pen twitching
Three Five is my whole schtick
My ceiling look like Ben Simmons
I'm slurring every weekday
I drink bout every third
My left hand still inside your girl
My right flips you the bird
Look
I feel like I been sick
These days my pen twitching
Three Five is my whole schtick
My ceiling look like Ben Simmons
I'm slurring every weekday
I drink bout every third
My left hand still inside your girl
My right flips you the bird
I face blunts not problems
That's my problem
Act like I'm fine when I just
Drink to hide it
Sad at the fact that I done
Hurt my momma
Mat at myself because
I changed for dollars
Pain subsiding
That's my problem
Prayers up to God when I done
Hate my conscience
Smoke I'm flying
Hope not timing
Pockets big alone
I'm on my own
F*ck guidance
Act like I don't know you finna choke f*ck violence
Act like I don't know I be the GOAT I'm lying
Act like I could give up what I love f*ck rhyming
Act like I don't know I be the one f*ck trying
Thotties taking pictures while I'm posing for a passport
Fall in love with anybody
Tell me who'd you ask for
F*ck a dotted line signing papers is a trap door
Tell me I need more stacks
I think you should stack more
You look like a foul ball
I look like the home team
Tell me how I'm bagging all your girls and bagging groceries
Tell me how I'm preying on your fall and praying rosaries
I can see the devil in your eyes
At least ya clothes clean
Pull up on the weekend have em sounding like a bagpipe
Going off the deep end run her body through a black light
Tony Hawk
I be Golden Eye inside the halfpipe
Shooting through your bullet just to get home to a cat fight
Doing 360s in the pussy cause I'm that nice
Cause I'm that nice
Doin 360s in the
Look
I feel like I been sick
These days my pen twitching
Three Five is my whole schtick
My ceiling look like Ben Simmons
I'm slurring every weekday
I drink bout every third
My left hand still inside your girl
My right flips you the bird
Look
I feel like I been sick
These days my pen twitching
Three Five is my whole schtick
My ceiling look like Ben Simmons
I'm slurring every weekday
I drink bout every third
My left hand still inside your girl
My right flips you the bird
Your focus is admiration
Your motions imagination
My source your application
Conversation Conservation
Is a powerful combination
Homies hating so I pop em like Gotham ran outta patience
Popo wanna take my statement I'm hiding out in the basement
With the bodies smelling foul like the fragrance is getting flagrant
Couple jokers on the pavement my motive was really blatant
I feel like I been sick
These days my pen twitching
Three Five is my whole schtick
My ceiling look like Ben Simmons
I'm slurring every weekday
I drink bout every third
My left hand still inside your girl
My right flips you the bird
Look
I feel like I been sick
These days my pen twitching
Three Five is my whole schtick
My ceiling look like Ben Simmons
I'm slurring every weekday
I drink bout every third
My left hand still inside your girl
My right flips you the bird
I face blunts not problems
That's my problem
Act like I'm fine when I just
Drink to hide it
Sad at the fact that I done
Hurt my momma
Mat at myself because
I changed for dollars
Pain subsiding
That's my problem
Prayers up to God when I done
Hate my conscience
Smoke I'm flying
Hope not timing
Pockets big alone
I'm on my own
F*ck guidance
Act like I don't know you finna choke f*ck violence
Act like I don't know I be the GOAT I'm lying
Act like I could give up what I love f*ck rhyming
Act like I don't know I be the one f*ck trying
Thotties taking pictures while I'm posing for a passport
Fall in love with anybody
Tell me who'd you ask for
F*ck a dotted line signing papers is a trap door
Tell me I need more stacks
I think you should stack more
You look like a foul ball
I look like the home team
Tell me how I'm bagging all your girls and bagging groceries
Tell me how I'm preying on your fall and praying rosaries
I can see the devil in your eyes
At least ya clothes clean
Pull up on the weekend have em sounding like a bagpipe
Going off the deep end run her body through a black light
Tony Hawk
I be Golden Eye inside the halfpipe
Shooting through your bullet just to get home to a cat fight
Doing 360s in the pussy cause I'm that nice
Cause I'm that nice
Doin 360s in the
Look
I feel like I been sick
These days my pen twitching
Three Five is my whole schtick
My ceiling look like Ben Simmons
I'm slurring every weekday
I drink bout every third
My left hand still inside your girl
My right flips you the bird
Look
I feel like I been sick
These days my pen twitching
Three Five is my whole schtick
My ceiling look like Ben Simmons
I'm slurring every weekday
I drink bout every third
My left hand still inside your girl
My right flips you the bird
Writer: Matthew Eckenrode
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid