London Yellow - STUFF lyrics
[London Yellow - STUFF lyrics]
(Tony) No, no, no, no
I got all this stuff, man
I don't know what to do with it
Stuff on my body, stuff in my head
Stuff on my stuff stuff, man, stuff, man
There's way too many stuff on my mind (yeah)
Told my job I'm comin' in right now
But I'm lyin'
And all my music ass, stoop lyin'
And everyone keep talkin' 'bout Joe Biden
(Joe Biden) who's him? (Who?)
What about me? (Me)
I'm in Glasshead (Glass) with Tony Baloney
And my homies, y'all don't really know we
(Don't know us)
We was fucked up in the crib with no weed
(No gas) you know what time it is
Like yo' name is Wally (9
11) she got a crush on me
I think she wanna suck my seed
(Oh my goodness) i told her proceed
She said who am I to her, I said don't ask me
Do you think we come from dirt? (Yuh)
If that's the case
Then who is this right on my shirt?
It's that dirty yellow nigga
From the fucking bird (Bird)
Yeah, I don't like him 'cause he
Said some things that is absurd
Now can you turn on the song where
That guy just popped a perc?
There's way too many stuff on my shirt
(Shirt)
People at my job think they owe me at work
(Work) my boss is just like me
You might think I'm just like her (Her)
Our world's about to end
So I really do not care
I'm on some Skyrim 'cause I really am a curr
(Curr) and I really can't decide if I'm
A blessing or a curse (A curse)
Imagine me in a hearse
That would be scary (yeah)
When I die, don't put me in a coffin
Just bury me i wanna have a billion friends
But I'm too weary (I'm scared)
Way too much on my mind
Let me know if you feel me
They said that I'm pessimistic
But I am a realist
I don't fuck with optimism
I just like that real shit (That's real)
Way too many stuff is never enough
'Cause you keep comin' to me
I got all this stuff, man
I don't know what to do with it
Stuff on my body, stuff in my head
Stuff on my stuff stuff, man, stuff, man
There's way too many stuff on my mind (yeah)
Told my job I'm comin' in right now
But I'm lyin'
And all my music ass, stoop lyin'
And everyone keep talkin' 'bout Joe Biden
(Joe Biden) who's him? (Who?)
What about me? (Me)
I'm in Glasshead (Glass) with Tony Baloney
And my homies, y'all don't really know we
(Don't know us)
We was fucked up in the crib with no weed
(No gas) you know what time it is
Like yo' name is Wally (9
11) she got a crush on me
I think she wanna suck my seed
(Oh my goodness) i told her proceed
She said who am I to her, I said don't ask me
Do you think we come from dirt? (Yuh)
If that's the case
Then who is this right on my shirt?
It's that dirty yellow nigga
From the fucking bird (Bird)
Yeah, I don't like him 'cause he
Said some things that is absurd
Now can you turn on the song where
That guy just popped a perc?
There's way too many stuff on my shirt
(Shirt)
People at my job think they owe me at work
(Work) my boss is just like me
You might think I'm just like her (Her)
Our world's about to end
So I really do not care
I'm on some Skyrim 'cause I really am a curr
(Curr) and I really can't decide if I'm
A blessing or a curse (A curse)
Imagine me in a hearse
That would be scary (yeah)
When I die, don't put me in a coffin
Just bury me i wanna have a billion friends
But I'm too weary (I'm scared)
Way too much on my mind
Let me know if you feel me
They said that I'm pessimistic
But I am a realist
I don't fuck with optimism
I just like that real shit (That's real)
Way too many stuff is never enough
'Cause you keep comin' to me