MellowHigh, EarlWolf - Look lyrics

It's the fucking AAAAHHH!
Yell, I came too hard on it
I came way too hard on
That i'mma be scaring kids and shit
Lemme, lemme tone that down, i’m sorry

It's the fucking general, Vans, cut shorts
Neck covered in colored emeralds
The yellow by the blue
Look like I pissed inside your swimming pool
I'm Mr made-A-Bundle
Fuck being a rapper and lyrical
Here's a ticket to carnival
Barnacles! Now, I gotta brag
Bimmer drive right bi you niggas
Like I was kinda fag
With a paint job that's flatter
Than Miley Cyrus' ass
Ludicrous niggas is hoping that
Rapper Tyler crash
I see a victim, call the fucking doctors


I'm starting to see symptoms
Faggot getting sick again
Fucker get a syringe and a
Prayer from all your friends
That are actors that do not have to
Pretend with me if they see blood
Cuz, red and blue like
What the fuck's popping?
I'm the blackface with white America
A noose in my pocket
Everyone's dumb or either dead
So you do not have an option
So I'm sorry, Martian
And activist I'm 'bout to tie knots with
And ain't no one gon' stop shit
I'd rather find my pops
Locking lips with a hot locksmith
Find out I was adopted
By chimps and a hippopotamus
Tyler's a fucking animal
When he spit, he goes ape shit
So it technically makes sense

Nobody ever told me that I
Spill more than I drink i didn’t know that
I didn’t know that I didn’t know
Al-Anon meetings meeting and
Greeting boy fickle
Cucumber turn pickle, nigga
Nickel by my cellular sickle
Exchange phrases from heroin
Addicts pistol arms
Niggas go to the drug dealer like
Bristol farm, when it get it, it's gone
Seated next to Chunky's hands
Fidget marmoset monkeys
This ain’t where I’m supposed to be at
How am I supposed to react
When somebody here test my nervous
I’m clean and sober
And still got a lot on my mind
That I’m getting over only getting older
Snow and slush is colder
Love don’t get you on the bus
Free rides are in the Rover where
Teardrops wet on my shoulder
Started hitting bars whiskey style shit
You know a young nigga
Always finding new outlets
Mentally I’m just crowded
But shit I guess it’s time
To change my outfit

Live from the gutter
Young stunner trumps what
You niggas blundered
I uppercut 'em by the bundle
Nigga take a number i'm bout my butter
Never let them suckers take me under
Cold like I hate the summer? You
Ungrateful son of a bitch
I gave less a fuck and I struck it rich
Suck my dick tell the world that I’m coming
Don’t fucking spit bump your lips
Guess you really ain’t sure
Who you fucking with
You won’t find me on no office
Shit I’m semi-auto off this shit
My whole approach is arsonic
No party be cautious
With my partners on some raunchy shit
You better use your conscience quick
I swear my whole demeanor all fucked up
Shitting everywhere like I had a
Meal off the lunch truck
Dumb fuck come one one it
And get your mug bucked
Love what? No love for these
Hoes we only love lust
Inhale that marijuana until my lungs bust
Still out for blood when the suns up

Fuck what you been talking 'bout, nigga
Got a toddler reputation
Just from chalking out niggas
And bagging 'em up
Dickies baggy, sagging off my ass
Abandoned the cuffs
And Wang syndicates the color
Of the ambulance trucks
Blunt got a nigga feeling like
I'm standing on my head
Wolf pack back up out the shed
Foaming at the mouth
Got these bitches lip-locking
Britches soggy on the couch talking shit
Bringing profit in and bodies in to count
I told myself just to walk
And let the rumours run blue golf overalls
Jump when them Goombas come
This the fucking sound of chickens
Coming home and roosting up the rudest one
Make a nigga take a nigga jewels and run
Hand full of cash
Other hand full of homes to feed
Who exactly am I supposed to please?
And nigga, who the fuck you supposed to
Be? Four-five traffic blasting
Tyler pissy cause I'm ashing on
His momma Rover seat
Beeline to the substance, impair the judgment
Sticking to the script
Thumb sticking to that pump grip
Wolf Gang nigga