(Yung Murp is always late, and it just makes me so mad
'Cause he think he's better, cause he out here drinking this
Mint cucumber tea)
I'mma hit with you that old school flow
Come at you like Naruto
Bitch wanna piece of my heart
Bitch, I thought I told you no
Bitch, I thought I told you no
Bitch, I thought I told you no
Bitch, I thought I told you no
Bitch, I thought I told you no
Dance with your queen like I'm motherf*cking ABBA
Took your hoe back on horseback and took her to my palace
Leave her ass stranded like... probably in Nevada
Got your ass paranoid like f*cking Black Sabbath
When I hit you with the BA BOO BA!
Nerf guns
Got all these pukas on my neck, bitch, I only surfed once
Me and your hoe play Apples to Apples
Maybe even Scrabble, we dabble, we dabble
Got a blue shirt, call it skrt skrt
I don't give a f*ck, I put you in the dirt, dirt
Ooh, call it Battleship, bitch
I'm copping wit, cop a whip, cop a whip
Ooh!
Minute Maid, lemonade, got a fade, thrown' shade
So old school I got a Beyblade
Out veggies in the kitch
Your girl be actin' like a witch
East, West, North, South
Your girl be mean
From every direction!
Master of all, master of none
I am the Guy, I am the one
Kickin' it so much, got a shoe store sponsor
Goin' insane with my inner monster
Smörgåsbord rollin' up on the track
Carryin' the squad up on my back
Yah!
Got a blue shirt, call it skrt skrt
I don't give a f*ck, I put you in the dirt, dirt
Ooh, call it Battleship, bitch
I'm copping wit, cop a whip, cop a whip
Ooh!
Gravy train, lookin' good, better get the stuffin'
Got a motherf*cker mad, lookin' like Joe Budden
Checks come in like marathon, man, run it, I'll run it
Takin' shits on the track, check on the plumbin'
All brand new, lookin' better than you
Lookin' too good, man, I gotta take two
All of these dudes, man, I better hit snooze
Man, I'm a killa, you can call me Ted Cruz
(Yung Murp is always late, and it just makes me so mad
'Cause he think he's better, cause he out here drinking this mint cucumber tea)
'O-mad
'O-mad
'O-mad
'O-mad
Me-so-mad
Me-so-mad
Me-so-mad
Smörgåsbord - Blue Shirt Lyrics
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(Yung Murp is always late, and it just makes me so mad
'Cause he think he's better, cause he out here drinking this
Mint cucumber tea)
I'mma hit with you that old school flow
Come at you like Naruto
Bitch wanna piece of my heart
Bitch, I thought I told you no
Bitch, I thought I told you no
Bitch, I thought I told you no
Bitch, I thought I told you no
Bitch, I thought I told you no
Dance with your queen like I'm motherf*cking ABBA
Took your hoe back on horseback and took her to my palace
Leave her ass stranded like... probably in Nevada
Got your ass paranoid like f*cking Black Sabbath
When I hit you with the BA BOO BA!
Nerf guns
Got all these pukas on my neck, bitch, I only surfed once
Me and your hoe play Apples to Apples
Maybe even Scrabble, we dabble, we dabble
Got a blue shirt, call it skrt skrt
I don't give a f*ck, I put you in the dirt, dirt
Ooh, call it Battleship, bitch
I'm copping wit, cop a whip, cop a whip
Ooh!
Minute Maid, lemonade, got a fade, thrown' shade
So old school I got a Beyblade
Out veggies in the kitch
Your girl be actin' like a witch
East, West, North, South
Your girl be mean
From every direction!
Master of all, master of none
I am the Guy, I am the one
Kickin' it so much, got a shoe store sponsor
Goin' insane with my inner monster
Smörgåsbord rollin' up on the track
Carryin' the squad up on my back
Yah!
Got a blue shirt, call it skrt skrt
I don't give a f*ck, I put you in the dirt, dirt
Ooh, call it Battleship, bitch
I'm copping wit, cop a whip, cop a whip
Ooh!
Gravy train, lookin' good, better get the stuffin'
Got a motherf*cker mad, lookin' like Joe Budden
Checks come in like marathon, man, run it, I'll run it
Takin' shits on the track, check on the plumbin'
All brand new, lookin' better than you
Lookin' too good, man, I gotta take two
All of these dudes, man, I better hit snooze
Man, I'm a killa, you can call me Ted Cruz
(Yung Murp is always late, and it just makes me so mad
'Cause he think he's better, cause he out here drinking this mint cucumber tea)
'O-mad
'O-mad
'O-mad
'O-mad
Me-so-mad
Me-so-mad
Me-so-mad
'Cause he think he's better, cause he out here drinking this
Mint cucumber tea)
I'mma hit with you that old school flow
Come at you like Naruto
Bitch wanna piece of my heart
Bitch, I thought I told you no
Bitch, I thought I told you no
Bitch, I thought I told you no
Bitch, I thought I told you no
Bitch, I thought I told you no
Dance with your queen like I'm motherf*cking ABBA
Took your hoe back on horseback and took her to my palace
Leave her ass stranded like... probably in Nevada
Got your ass paranoid like f*cking Black Sabbath
When I hit you with the BA BOO BA!
Nerf guns
Got all these pukas on my neck, bitch, I only surfed once
Me and your hoe play Apples to Apples
Maybe even Scrabble, we dabble, we dabble
Got a blue shirt, call it skrt skrt
I don't give a f*ck, I put you in the dirt, dirt
Ooh, call it Battleship, bitch
I'm copping wit, cop a whip, cop a whip
Ooh!
Minute Maid, lemonade, got a fade, thrown' shade
So old school I got a Beyblade
Out veggies in the kitch
Your girl be actin' like a witch
East, West, North, South
Your girl be mean
From every direction!
Master of all, master of none
I am the Guy, I am the one
Kickin' it so much, got a shoe store sponsor
Goin' insane with my inner monster
Smörgåsbord rollin' up on the track
Carryin' the squad up on my back
Yah!
Got a blue shirt, call it skrt skrt
I don't give a f*ck, I put you in the dirt, dirt
Ooh, call it Battleship, bitch
I'm copping wit, cop a whip, cop a whip
Ooh!
Gravy train, lookin' good, better get the stuffin'
Got a motherf*cker mad, lookin' like Joe Budden
Checks come in like marathon, man, run it, I'll run it
Takin' shits on the track, check on the plumbin'
All brand new, lookin' better than you
Lookin' too good, man, I gotta take two
All of these dudes, man, I better hit snooze
Man, I'm a killa, you can call me Ted Cruz
(Yung Murp is always late, and it just makes me so mad
'Cause he think he's better, cause he out here drinking this mint cucumber tea)
'O-mad
'O-mad
'O-mad
'O-mad
Me-so-mad
Me-so-mad
Me-so-mad
Writer: Gabriel Wright, Henry Murphy, Ryan Decamp
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid