lyrics
Yo
Life's a game, nothing more, nothing less
So I treat it like chess
Always thinking three steps behind
Cause this shit's complex
I never know what comes next
But I guess that's how this game was designed
Take the win, I resign
Danger, danger, this is not a test
Dirty sweatshirt, I dress like I'm depressed
Cause I am, a mess, and yes, that's a flex
But also a rhyme
Ey-up I’m on that ninja shit
Throwing shurikens and things and shit
You think you know me? I’m a shinobi
I got extreme ways like my name was moby
Lets call a strike, that’s not ten pin
Cant look me in the eye like you gotta fringe
People scared a me like vax in a syringe
I’ll eat you up like I was eatin minge
Spinnin nun-chucks like a cook, son
You still making them jokes about Chuck, dumb
Your girl meets me you’ll be cucked, son
I got bad habits like a fucked nun
Line in each nostril, nose run
When I hear sirens I know where to run
Take photos of me like a setting sun
Keep on Truckin, Robert Crumb
I’m sprinkling that shit
I’m sprinkling that shit like I’m Salt Bae
Cut my arms open you’d see gold steaks
Scamming rich people is how to get paid
Like scamming white families on holiday
Yeah and fuck people who get married at Disneyland too, sad cunts
Started from the top, now I'm here
All fucked up, pink molly and beer
Swinging from the chandelier
Downshifting when I'm drifting
Still cutting you off in first gear
This is our year
Fuck that, this is our millennium
My brain like a Pentium
Overclocked, overgrown cock
The Boys are like Webster and Merriam
Stop! Hammertime, you're a nail
I'll hammer you down with my fist, son
Big bum, big tits, big head
It looks like cyst or a lump
Pounding our chests, gorillas in the mist
Play you like a fiddle, pianist
Rolex on my wrist, pants full of piss
Living like tomorrow doesn't even exist
Manana esta aqui
Los chicos here to stay
I’m talking boylove all grown up
That’s DTF, down to fuck
Gonna pull you up
Like a dumper truck
Dumpin these lines
Like I’m sneezing dust
Chewin on vines
Gap year vibes
Fat ket nights
Damp wet wipes
Keep it clean – good advice
Squeaky clean, Mr. Sheen
Learnin English off Sesame Street
Shout out to Big Bird drinkin lean
Still fuck up my ABCs
You write rhymes with Chat GPT
I write mine whilst smokin weed
The Boys are back 2023
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from
Boyhood,
released April 10, 2023
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