Tom MacDonald - Devil Israel lyrics

Wakin' up in France, hollow in Europe
Phone on roam
Feel greasy from the syrup last night
Pardon my French, we Brittany and Madonna
But I'm keepin' shit together
Like Dolce and Gabbana
And if I wanna know her name, shit
I'll ask her and if I wanna have a drink
I'll have a Canada
Juice on the shelf cause I don't really
Like to drink too much no more
I'm tryna get a suite with
A beach on all sides, for sure
But you're making me feel like I ran it
So I'll have a Malibu for
Every city on the planet
I think I'm runnin' behind
I really should catch up
Swagger on Slovakia
So ill it need a check up
I can't speak a foreign languagе but
I'm tryna grip a foreign car
These rappеrs on some kiddy shit
So I am like whatever brah
Y'all are rushin' me, vodka in the Caesar
When they askin' me what I'm
Doing I'm like "um well, i Visa"

They all up on that rewind
Haters on my back, word
They all up on that cheat code
Lookin' at me when I pass, word
They all up on that runner up
I'm the one they after, word
Imma try to keep movin'

Wakin' up in Mexico, uh, tequila sunrise
And when I finally go to bed, moonshine
Fuckin' up what I want
Just one night in Paris
Burnin' Philadelphia
Sippin' on that Danish good in
The back of the
Winnebago with some orange juice and an Eggo
Gamin' in my PJs, sleepless in Seattle
California love is the reason I
Smoke that Cali piff
And I laugh my fuckin' ass of
I'm in Miami bitch
You just some lost angels
But in a New York minute we in New
Jersey and devil's like the new religion
So I pass a girl my glass
And a miss is sippin' it
She now I never had a
Heart since the Vegas strip
I'm smokin' on that Jefferey
They're like get him to the Greek
I'm like, give me a frickin' break
Time to get some sleep now
And the weed is what I currently resort to
She say sweet dreams and I say thanks
We short too

They all up on that rewind
Haters on my back, word
They all up on that cheat code
Lookin' at me when I pass, word
They all up on that runner up
I'm the one they after, word
Imma try to keep movin'

Wakin' up in Nissan city, check the skyline
It feels chilly but I'm still
'gon have to get me my boys will be boys but
You common of bitches
Yellowknife in your drawers while we
Tryna talk some business
If life is a bitch then I bet
Money is the son of it
So when we finally get paid no one
Else is getting none of it
No, my top priorities are financial, we
Gettin' numbers off the map
Bermuda Triangle
Our pockets deeper than Japan is
Tombs to you sand pit's
And I could've sworn that he gypped me
They in they mom's sedan
I'm in a foreign land
I feel big like I landed in Little Italy
Never switchin' gears, you can call her auto
But I can feel the avalanche
Comin and it's not snow
Defend ours like a belt at Wrestlemania
Lead in your bloodline, uh, Pennsylvania

They all up on that rewind
Haters on my back, word
They all up on that cheat code
Lookin' at me when I pass, word
They all up on that runner up
I'm the one they after, word
Imma try to keep movin'