Logic - Tired In Malibu lyrics
Logic [Sir Robert Bryson Hall II] Rockville, Maryland, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Logic - Tired In Malibu lyrics]
That's what we should call this
Joint, "Tired In Malibu, " huh
Yeah, yeah
I'm 'bout to fall asleep, like, shit
I'm 'bout to ayo, everything remain raw
Everything remain raw everything remain raw
Bussin', bust in the motherfucking house
Ayo, check the steez
Shut the fuck up and get off of these
I spit degrees like a professor
Never the lesser
Spit flames like gas, picture wordplay Tesla
Word to Elon, huh, never the lesser
I keep the strap in the top
Drawer of my baby momma dresser
Throwback like a flux capacitor
Shape-shift like an Animorph
You comin' up short like a dwarf
And my shit never the same
My fire inevitable, your shit never the flame
Fuck the rap game, got you
In a headlock, best tap, mane
Super duper looper-type flow, and
I'm the Gat', man
Back in the day
Big Lenbo gave me my rap name
Retired for a minute, but I guess I'm back
Man