CRIMEAPPLE - Caribou lyrics

I still remember the moment
My knot stopped folding
More thots got open once the watch got frozen
My pops got broken off
The drop got chrome kit
The ops got focused so the spot got slomins
Moms got another vacation stayed at the villa

The team got expanded the
Brand is strictly familiar
Customers lookin like they could
Cameo in thriller
When the real wasn’t being recognized
I made it familiar
Lames saw me in the cloud so
Much they wanted a missile
Sorry if you’re sour for puttin
You in that pickle
Call me if you know how to
Reach me if there’s an issue
Forty in the ceiling in the
Event of a drizzle

You know my shit is official
A mil’ of all principle
Thumb through the catalog
Shit is all Seminole
Got enough for the house
The apartment more livable haters got smart
But the heart is more minimal
Got friends without social media
And they all criminals
Got friends who fucked up some cheese
Now they all pitiful
Lacin up their boots when they
Should have worn tennis shoes

People on my dick so long I got sore genitals
I remember when I was the
Shit they wouldn’t listen to
Rebirth of slick around the
Planet it’s all dígable
I got feedback for your verse
It’s all ridicule
Before words had to move water
Was more biblical whaaa
Yeah yeah

Whaaa my mind set was fuck everyone of y’all
Leave it open ended
You know you said something when they
Reach and they get offended
Got you in your feelings there
Could never be a friendship
Cowards pop shit till
They potentially forensic
Your fam’l will be confused
Gotta wonder where the head went
I just be amused in the
Coupe countin dead men
I don’t even care I’m in
A ranch feelin splendid

If you want me on the snare then
It better be a check sent
I don’t want to talk about
Nothing that ain’t numerical
I used to think they money
Was funny but it’s hysterical
I just need a phone to
Touch paper it’s all clerical
I can relocate where the
Neighbors is all caribou
Couldn’t bump your shit nah dog
It was all terrible
Don’t worry if I ain’t say your name
I’m just preparing you

Your click don’t want it with
Crime know I’m unbearable
Better keep them lames by your
Side they’re gonna carry you
Married to the game this bitch
Ain’t gonna marry you
I’m always on the plane my
Views is all aerial
Y’all dwelling at the bottom
Caplin about the unit's sold
Let’s revisit in five years
See how truth unfold whaa
Yeah yeah