Twelve25 - ALD Lyrics

Im saying
Fellas
There's orange inside these psychedelics
Delics
I need some breakfast
Just to wash down these psychedelics
Delics
It's like fellas

Bad bitch with me eattin baked beans
Every meals an English breakfast
A glass of pips
A bowl of Cheerios
Honey from the Amish
I got my hoes on loan
From Donny Imus
They all got good hair
(Shit, that's some good hair)
Stiff necks and don't care
But bougie hoes don't do baked beans
They're all vegan
And only eat fake greens
(Aint no nutrients in lettuce)
Fellas
Whoop

I've got to find a way
To see you one more day
Make me feel okay, again

Online that's a nose dive
Cold hands feeling alive
No shame looking Southside

Feeling bad
But we're so high

I've been feeling whole
I've been feeling lucid
Since I moved away and lost my connections
What you mean?
Tell me what you mean
Is it really you or how you wanna be seen?

I've been searching for the greater meaning
Lost it all now I'm feeling defeated
Clout chasing; hunting season
Got me stressing for no reason

Fellas
There's orange inside these psychedelics
Delics
I need some breakfast
Just to wash down these psychedelics
Delics
It's like fellas

Her eyes turned green cause she smoked her vegetables
Pressed it in an oil
And now she baking edibles
We call her lil Debby
She keep it hot and ready
With a Cesar on the side
Keep it plain spaghetti Betty

Revin up the Chevy
Saying bye bye
Miss American pie
Put your hands in the air
If you feel you can fly
Wave your freak flag high
(High)

It's like, fellas
There's orange inside these psychedelics
Delics
I need some breakfast
Just to wash down these psychedelics
Delics
It's like fellas