Specifics - We At The lyrics
[Specifics - We At The lyrics]
Yo, yeah uh, what are we doing here, destroy
Destroy
When we swing in everything
Is gutter like England
Covered in pink lights and Etruscan kingpins
The type that'll fight night
Fuck your life up
With rights are righteous word
Tricks and trifling hotel is homebase the hq
We came through smelling those
Ruthless Canadian brews
Young felons in the park with spark lit
Seeing the parchment sparkling jewel
And they believe in it too
Darkness and frequent tunes shifting
Too loud to choose
Which of the two sounds we drift through
From the outside entering lift area
Room filling with blue mist mary is with us
Various bars buried in bitches
Squad just detach, and dispatch
And dismissed on the Blackberry interstate
Crosshatch plains
Mans all across lands with a
Plan that's shoddy nefariously
The last minute insanity rock pretty dodgy
Wristwatch synchronize I'm thinking I
Better get to drinking, live
Cause the kid is all vibes from the Lincoln
We at the club the crux, the influx
The crush the mix up
The blood the jig's up
The bus the mcdick's rush
The blunt we at the kiss, we at the club
I had a inkling the ship ain't
Sinking even if the night pinking
The eyes link, blink, make it lengthen
(lengthen)
The vibe's strength originate from the place
And I might break into a rhyme situation
We gettin laced, why you hatin
Either nodding my way or
Bobbing in syncopation
Weeded holler at a hot cheetah hat trollop
Cheeba tat small of the back
Leader of the pack
You be the queen bee moller, I'm chuck boy
Believe you me, we could all use a jd
A taller bold choice
A cold moist alcohol taste
Socially I hoist on occasion
So good like to make your acquaintance
And toast to the joints that'll
Make us all famous
More to the point shout what your name is
Shout what your name is
Shout what your name is
Shout what your name is
Shout what your name is
Yo, okay I get the point man save it
We at the club the crux, the influx
The crush the mix up
The blood the jig's up
The bus the mcdick's rush
The blunt we at the kiss, we at the club
Destroy
When we swing in everything
Is gutter like England
Covered in pink lights and Etruscan kingpins
The type that'll fight night
Fuck your life up
With rights are righteous word
Tricks and trifling hotel is homebase the hq
We came through smelling those
Ruthless Canadian brews
Young felons in the park with spark lit
Seeing the parchment sparkling jewel
And they believe in it too
Darkness and frequent tunes shifting
Too loud to choose
Which of the two sounds we drift through
From the outside entering lift area
Room filling with blue mist mary is with us
Various bars buried in bitches
Squad just detach, and dispatch
And dismissed on the Blackberry interstate
Crosshatch plains
Mans all across lands with a
Plan that's shoddy nefariously
The last minute insanity rock pretty dodgy
Wristwatch synchronize I'm thinking I
Better get to drinking, live
Cause the kid is all vibes from the Lincoln
We at the club the crux, the influx
The crush the mix up
The blood the jig's up
The bus the mcdick's rush
The blunt we at the kiss, we at the club
I had a inkling the ship ain't
Sinking even if the night pinking
The eyes link, blink, make it lengthen
(lengthen)
The vibe's strength originate from the place
And I might break into a rhyme situation
We gettin laced, why you hatin
Either nodding my way or
Bobbing in syncopation
Weeded holler at a hot cheetah hat trollop
Cheeba tat small of the back
Leader of the pack
You be the queen bee moller, I'm chuck boy
Believe you me, we could all use a jd
A taller bold choice
A cold moist alcohol taste
Socially I hoist on occasion
So good like to make your acquaintance
And toast to the joints that'll
Make us all famous
More to the point shout what your name is
Shout what your name is
Shout what your name is
Shout what your name is
Shout what your name is
Yo, okay I get the point man save it
We at the club the crux, the influx
The crush the mix up
The blood the jig's up
The bus the mcdick's rush
The blunt we at the kiss, we at the club