Oliver Tree, TERROR REID - Press Start (Teaser) lyrics
TERROR REID [Tanner Petulla] San Jose, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Oliver Tree, TERROR REID - Press Start Teaser lyrics]
Yeah terror - Terror Reid
Coming at you with the beats from down under
It's Mr thunder
Wippin' and dippin' the gun to throw
Your brain to the frozen tundra
I kick these cleats at their marked up shit
Just to make up for the men
They call it Terror Reid
And all I got time for, nowadays is hate
So don't be shy, let that shit
Blast son, on repeat you freak
You best believe this a creep in the sheets
Bite your neck 'til
I see it red and dangerously
Used to rock a beanie
Pulled down to the brow
Now I walk as I go click clack plow
I mean wow never judge a man in his mask
Scary ass, gonna get your ass
Prematurely thrown in a casket
But really really do this shit in his lyrics
Shut the fuck up bitch mate
I calls it like I sees it i mean it
Catch me on and off, and now you're bleeding
No breathing
Staring at your eyes until you're freezing
I can tease it cut off your legs
Until your done leaking chop off whats left
And send your momma to pieces, bitch!
But do you really know a better way?
Beats so fat they make your hard-drive crash
Like mercury in retrograde another escapade
Crossed off my list from yesterday so today
Cops sent me in as a decoy
My feet move fast so I
Kick 'em like I'm Leroy
My ego got inflated in fact
I must have miscalculated my initial impact
I stacked and truth be told
It's in the wisdom i tried to tell the kids
But the kids didn't listen
Somehow my life hasn't changed
In a strange way
'Cuz Trees been rocking the same
Clothes since 8th grade
And if you ask me I say damn right
Sportin' socks and sandals and I
Still look damn tight 'Cuz the big wig boss
Don't conform to the norm of
The sheep in the flock
Coming at you with the beats from down under
It's Mr thunder
Wippin' and dippin' the gun to throw
Your brain to the frozen tundra
I kick these cleats at their marked up shit
Just to make up for the men
They call it Terror Reid
And all I got time for, nowadays is hate
So don't be shy, let that shit
Blast son, on repeat you freak
You best believe this a creep in the sheets
Bite your neck 'til
I see it red and dangerously
Used to rock a beanie
Pulled down to the brow
Now I walk as I go click clack plow
I mean wow never judge a man in his mask
Scary ass, gonna get your ass
Prematurely thrown in a casket
But really really do this shit in his lyrics
Shut the fuck up bitch mate
I calls it like I sees it i mean it
Catch me on and off, and now you're bleeding
No breathing
Staring at your eyes until you're freezing
I can tease it cut off your legs
Until your done leaking chop off whats left
And send your momma to pieces, bitch!
But do you really know a better way?
Beats so fat they make your hard-drive crash
Like mercury in retrograde another escapade
Crossed off my list from yesterday so today
Cops sent me in as a decoy
My feet move fast so I
Kick 'em like I'm Leroy
My ego got inflated in fact
I must have miscalculated my initial impact
I stacked and truth be told
It's in the wisdom i tried to tell the kids
But the kids didn't listen
Somehow my life hasn't changed
In a strange way
'Cuz Trees been rocking the same
Clothes since 8th grade
And if you ask me I say damn right
Sportin' socks and sandals and I
Still look damn tight 'Cuz the big wig boss
Don't conform to the norm of
The sheep in the flock