Hodgy - Thanksgiving lyrics

Yeah, yeah smoke it's H

I live every breathe to the fullest
If there's a trigger around me, pull it out
And squeeze it til I'm sweating bullets
How can you blame us
We're craniums in containers
Tasmanian Devil dangerous
My level of anxiousness is tell her to bang
Tell her to hurry up with her day shift
Good evening, the night is where she come
Pick up like Bayless
I'm racily pacing for my check waitress
It's free to speak to me
Sharing frequencies while I'm faded
Imagine being poked in the eye
Looking death in the mirror
Like motherfucker I hear you
A lot of common people fear us
I'm familiar similarities
Searching for clarity
It's black and white until
You see it transparently
Watching people live life like it's a parody
I puff puff and I don't share the weed
You want nice cause I don't care to be
I yell mean things when people stare at me
And yes, I am aware of these issues
Readily packed off the battle
Grass and gravel
It's a dirty trail where I've traveled
And false idols swearing on the Bible
A bunch of lions and tigers
Taking moments to feel intitled
Take to feel the rifle niggas in Paris
I take a moment to see the Eiffel
And take a photo
Then take it home and repeat the cycle
We skate with logos and do the
Shit that we fucking like to
You lames is homos, you Tony Romo
Just beat it, Michael

I ain't nothing but a nigga
I ain't nothing but a nigga rolling Swishers
I ain't nothing but a nigga rolling Swishers
In the middle of the village
With the Indians and
Pilgrims having Thanksgiving

I used to be the kid but
Now I'm switching my role
Was given a sort of
Hands full of fortune cookies
Fortune teller was close
Out with another hooker
Now she wearing my robe
Saying she'll keep the house warm
As I travel the globe
These nosy ass women won't stay
Out of their nose
Niggas come around the block cause
They want to be exposed
Well I expose them to this fist
And a fucking broken nose
Say this Golf Wang bitch
Don't make me water down your hose
And blowing O's
Rolling dope and throwing shows
We're supposed to be nothing like it's
Nothing man here it goes
Why you talking on Twitter but
In person you tippy toes
And if you ever speak my
Name in an interview again
I'ma cut you and your friends
Throw sticky bombs on your Benz
Since my niggas comedians
They take us all for pretend
Like the, don't let it be one of them
Cause, I