Chester Watson - Topanga songtext (lyrics)
[Chester Watson - Topanga songtext lyrics]
Walkin' to the house like
I’m probably smellin' loudly
Couple Groceries in my hand
Always talkin' to myself
My homies don’t understand
People sayin' "what the fuck?"
World domination was the plan from the jump
I was Salvador Dali
Just tryna melt surroundings
And no I didn't ask I don't
Care how you felt about me
Materialise the vision
Let's fuck whoever was doubting it
Back to the mountains in Topanga topanga
Talkin' to a gorgeous chick
About horror flicks inside of the forest
In life I guess I got to ignore it for a bit
Cos most memories found storage in the wind
Back when I was seventeen
Overlord and on the binge
Still on the binge but I loiter over sins now
Strategising, tryna fill the void
With golden chicks
But time still ticks when you sit down
So if you ain't getting
Better, someone else is, that's a guarantee
Chester Watson on the fritz
That’s a scary thing
Skating, fucking awesome and a flicked match
Got $300 kicks I barely fit, check
Rocked the red vans ’till they ripped
Talking to the dead, saying RIP
Jeff said, "Chester
Just be careful with this shit's"
I know, I know
Ouija board's not for the crib i get it
I think I just wanna head to the thrift in
Topanga
I’m probably smellin' loudly
Couple Groceries in my hand
Always talkin' to myself
My homies don’t understand
People sayin' "what the fuck?"
World domination was the plan from the jump
I was Salvador Dali
Just tryna melt surroundings
And no I didn't ask I don't
Care how you felt about me
Materialise the vision
Let's fuck whoever was doubting it
Back to the mountains in Topanga topanga
Talkin' to a gorgeous chick
About horror flicks inside of the forest
In life I guess I got to ignore it for a bit
Cos most memories found storage in the wind
Back when I was seventeen
Overlord and on the binge
Still on the binge but I loiter over sins now
Strategising, tryna fill the void
With golden chicks
But time still ticks when you sit down
So if you ain't getting
Better, someone else is, that's a guarantee
Chester Watson on the fritz
That’s a scary thing
Skating, fucking awesome and a flicked match
Got $300 kicks I barely fit, check
Rocked the red vans ’till they ripped
Talking to the dead, saying RIP
Jeff said, "Chester
Just be careful with this shit's"
I know, I know
Ouija board's not for the crib i get it
I think I just wanna head to the thrift in
Topanga