Rozz Dyliams - Moon Pie lyrics
[Rozz Dyliams - Moon Pie lyrics]
Yo, how much wreck must I
Catch before you understand
I'm not the one to choke my
Arm up with a rubber band
It's been a while since I copped
A vial or held anything
Other than a blizzy with a
Pen in my other hand
And I don't wanna brag but
I'll be the wonderman with
The power to cut you down like a lumberjack
Matter fact I'm jackin' for trees
Where the lumber at
I'll send your Momma to you
Complete with the bubblewrap
12 years of my life wasted on
Books and math when the
Only thing that I retained was
How to bust a rap
And nowadays even white middlе
School middle class Hollister
Girls got mixtapes what's up with that
But, I'm on somе of that He-Man, Thundercat
Ball-o-holic pen and pixel where the
Wine and hummers at
Midwest soul clap yeah I fucks
With that all day I've
Learned that it's smarter to
Take the long way
I was high when I wrote this
Just so you know rap money can
Make a good person go bogus
So most good people know this and I don't
Really have time to tip-toe through the roses
But, I'm a clown in my own way but not
The type to make them go LOL HAHA JK
But, it's okay though I hit
Them all with Kato
I'm smoking futuristic weed that look
Like neon play doh that ain't a bowl
That's a Hitler piece the Germans made those
It's ornamental on the mantle that's
The way it goes let me take control
How many props must you offer to this
Arrogant Aryan with a baby nose
Mad insanity still raping hoes
I'm like a schizophrenic girl on her
Period I got crazy flows
I'm making mega pay though
I almost died a couple days ago spinnin'
On the highway like a fuckin' tornado
Moon Pie moon Pie moon Pie
Held up high in the night sky
Moon Pie moon Pie moon Pie
Held up high in the night sky
Catch before you understand
I'm not the one to choke my
Arm up with a rubber band
It's been a while since I copped
A vial or held anything
Other than a blizzy with a
Pen in my other hand
And I don't wanna brag but
I'll be the wonderman with
The power to cut you down like a lumberjack
Matter fact I'm jackin' for trees
Where the lumber at
I'll send your Momma to you
Complete with the bubblewrap
12 years of my life wasted on
Books and math when the
Only thing that I retained was
How to bust a rap
And nowadays even white middlе
School middle class Hollister
Girls got mixtapes what's up with that
But, I'm on somе of that He-Man, Thundercat
Ball-o-holic pen and pixel where the
Wine and hummers at
Midwest soul clap yeah I fucks
With that all day I've
Learned that it's smarter to
Take the long way
I was high when I wrote this
Just so you know rap money can
Make a good person go bogus
So most good people know this and I don't
Really have time to tip-toe through the roses
But, I'm a clown in my own way but not
The type to make them go LOL HAHA JK
But, it's okay though I hit
Them all with Kato
I'm smoking futuristic weed that look
Like neon play doh that ain't a bowl
That's a Hitler piece the Germans made those
It's ornamental on the mantle that's
The way it goes let me take control
How many props must you offer to this
Arrogant Aryan with a baby nose
Mad insanity still raping hoes
I'm like a schizophrenic girl on her
Period I got crazy flows
I'm making mega pay though
I almost died a couple days ago spinnin'
On the highway like a fuckin' tornado
Moon Pie moon Pie moon Pie
Held up high in the night sky
Moon Pie moon Pie moon Pie
Held up high in the night sky