saturn - Sunny lyrics
[saturn - Sunny lyrics]
But every time, someone always brings me back
I'm boutta go play Dark Souls
But shout-out, fucking, #HellSing
Shout-out Goonn shout-out Teardrop
Shout-out 1Team shout-out fucking BNO
Shout-out everybody who-who don't
Fuck with me aye, but it's gon' happen
It's gon' happen, i swear
I hit Jack up
If that boy want smoke, he bring a Zippo
Employee bag
I'm bout' to blow it on a zipcode
He took my flow like he's a Ditto
Tug of war, I feel like Malcolm in the Middle
You say you used to son me
But you're my lil' bro
Hide in the corner, bitch
I'm waiting with a sickle
Tilt your head, it's gonna tickle
My patience is wearing thin, only a little
I've done shit I regret
I'm bad at keeping secrets intact
I wanna put on an act
Feel like I got sliced in the calf
I'm a bad bleeder but I feel like a leader
Of something, nothing
Crawling away from my days
They look at me different
I pray they wasn't listening
I'm up now, you suck now
You couldn't take it away
You couldn't take it away
S-S-Smoking gas, take it to the face
D-D-Double, triple kill like I'm FaZe
Bro, tie your shit on the fade
Malcol-M-M-Malcolm in the Middle
In the middle, like a pickle
IIIn bed with your ho, gettin' tickled
On the-On the roof, smokin' blunts
Playin' fiddles
It's not that hard to figure it out
Not a riddle
(Not a riddle, not a riddle, not a riddle)
Yungster Jack
(Not a riddle, not a riddle, not a riddle)
(NOVAGANG)
I'm boutta go play Dark Souls
But shout-out, fucking, #HellSing
Shout-out Goonn shout-out Teardrop
Shout-out 1Team shout-out fucking BNO
Shout-out everybody who-who don't
Fuck with me aye, but it's gon' happen
It's gon' happen, i swear
I hit Jack up
If that boy want smoke, he bring a Zippo
Employee bag
I'm bout' to blow it on a zipcode
He took my flow like he's a Ditto
Tug of war, I feel like Malcolm in the Middle
You say you used to son me
But you're my lil' bro
Hide in the corner, bitch
I'm waiting with a sickle
Tilt your head, it's gonna tickle
My patience is wearing thin, only a little
I've done shit I regret
I'm bad at keeping secrets intact
I wanna put on an act
Feel like I got sliced in the calf
I'm a bad bleeder but I feel like a leader
Of something, nothing
Crawling away from my days
They look at me different
I pray they wasn't listening
I'm up now, you suck now
You couldn't take it away
You couldn't take it away
S-S-Smoking gas, take it to the face
D-D-Double, triple kill like I'm FaZe
Bro, tie your shit on the fade
Malcol-M-M-Malcolm in the Middle
In the middle, like a pickle
IIIn bed with your ho, gettin' tickled
On the-On the roof, smokin' blunts
Playin' fiddles
It's not that hard to figure it out
Not a riddle
(Not a riddle, not a riddle, not a riddle)
Yungster Jack
(Not a riddle, not a riddle, not a riddle)
(NOVAGANG)