Dieathon, JID - Matrimony lyrics
JID [Destin Choice Route] Atlanta, Georgia. U.S. 🇺🇸
[Dieathon, JID - Matrimony lyrics]
Imagine me with all of us
Imagine me never bustin
Five-nine could crop dust it
Imagine me in the shawty, shorty
Bumpin’ Conceited by "Milli" one, two
Betted in Life’s Gambit, yeah
Too many hoes on my D-IC-K
I run the game like V-IC-K
You talkin’ maniacs, no schiz-o-phren-ic
I can work that thing back and (tongue back)
Oceanic Feeling i’ma be little bro
And I swam back and repeated
Fast-forward in 10 years with
Toes down inna Avenir
I sit around, green thumb
Countin’ Mills finna impress
Touch me! Fuck me
I grew this tree with no cages
Picked up in a coupe and when you hop out
That shit hiss like Ferralligator
I’m murdering the game like Steppenwolf
What you saying? You ‘bout to get sprayed
Slide under the fence with the tense
Imagine me with all of us
Imagine me never bustin
Five-nine could crop dust it
Imagine me in the shawty, shorty
I been pushing
This McLaren, imagine me in the Bentley
Bumpin’ Conceited by "Milli" probably
Be with my Brodies i say it’s all of us so
Probably at City Walk
Prolly talking with plants, I might take it
With Soda, she poppin’ a molly
Maybe it was Sarah with her
I wish she was good, maybe she
Could talk to me carlmly
And then she is just another Brodie
The only thing that’s Holy
Is this girls Matrimony
Fine, glued to this shine
(Thought of the thought of the thought
Of the thought of the thought…)
Moral and Learned world a complete
Triumph for the Dieathon
Spin the shit I be up on it
As I live All Die Honest!
Chaos Ensemble I pump shawties
I crash parties! Fast forward 5 years)
I was sent flying, beaten to my faulties!
Dismissed without a shred of credit or a
Ray of humor to comfort me
I had taken leave of the world in which I had
Once found a home… a world of music and
Flakk given to Mac for drug ads and crap in
The manner of the man with a weak plan
But when kansas flip
You start losing two and two like a Bluetooth
A fun fair, with Bugs’s Bae call it:
Lola Pallooza for the folk lore
And I have nothing to prove, except
I’m a dreamer with shoes
Accept your significances
Like a Nyan Cat with
Oreo Kittens, shit, hit me up faster!
I’m a traveling man, I found her
Ran her her Cat
I’m lonely inside of expensive interior
Hit up yo numbers and tap on my phone
Imagine me never bustin
Five-nine could crop dust it
Imagine me in the shawty, shorty
Bumpin’ Conceited by "Milli" one, two
Betted in Life’s Gambit, yeah
Too many hoes on my D-IC-K
I run the game like V-IC-K
You talkin’ maniacs, no schiz-o-phren-ic
I can work that thing back and (tongue back)
Oceanic Feeling i’ma be little bro
And I swam back and repeated
Fast-forward in 10 years with
Toes down inna Avenir
I sit around, green thumb
Countin’ Mills finna impress
Touch me! Fuck me
I grew this tree with no cages
Picked up in a coupe and when you hop out
That shit hiss like Ferralligator
I’m murdering the game like Steppenwolf
What you saying? You ‘bout to get sprayed
Slide under the fence with the tense
Imagine me with all of us
Imagine me never bustin
Five-nine could crop dust it
Imagine me in the shawty, shorty
I been pushing
This McLaren, imagine me in the Bentley
Bumpin’ Conceited by "Milli" probably
Be with my Brodies i say it’s all of us so
Probably at City Walk
Prolly talking with plants, I might take it
With Soda, she poppin’ a molly
Maybe it was Sarah with her
I wish she was good, maybe she
Could talk to me carlmly
And then she is just another Brodie
The only thing that’s Holy
Is this girls Matrimony
Fine, glued to this shine
(Thought of the thought of the thought
Of the thought of the thought…)
Moral and Learned world a complete
Triumph for the Dieathon
Spin the shit I be up on it
As I live All Die Honest!
Chaos Ensemble I pump shawties
I crash parties! Fast forward 5 years)
I was sent flying, beaten to my faulties!
Dismissed without a shred of credit or a
Ray of humor to comfort me
I had taken leave of the world in which I had
Once found a home… a world of music and
Flakk given to Mac for drug ads and crap in
The manner of the man with a weak plan
But when kansas flip
You start losing two and two like a Bluetooth
A fun fair, with Bugs’s Bae call it:
Lola Pallooza for the folk lore
And I have nothing to prove, except
I’m a dreamer with shoes
Accept your significances
Like a Nyan Cat with
Oreo Kittens, shit, hit me up faster!
I’m a traveling man, I found her
Ran her her Cat
I’m lonely inside of expensive interior
Hit up yo numbers and tap on my phone