timmy turner fit Lyrics
I can play pretend too, bump Deja Entendu
Brand new system in my whip, like
Shawty on my dick and a .40 on my hip
No flex but the sauce just ri-ight
In my Timmy Turner fit with a blunt up on my lip
Might just steal your bitch outta spi-ite
I\’m feelin\’ sorta sick, might throw up on my kicks
Askin\’, \”Who here got a li-ight?\”
1
But my life ain\’t what it seems
I make all my tracks inside my bedroom, smoking trees
Choking on the smoke, I\’m tokin\’ potent with no ease
Off the coast of comfortable and I just scrapped my knee
Falling for another one, I bless her when she sneeze
Can I bust soliloquies? Like R.I.P to STEEZ
I\’ve been doing fine, I guess just rollin\’ with the breeze
And some commas in my bank account don\’t mattеr much to me
I can play pretend too, bump Dеja Entendu
Brand new system in my whip, like
Shawty on my dick and a .40 on my hip
No flex but the sauce just ri-ight
In my Timmy Turner fit with a blunt up on my lip
Might just steal your bitch outta spi-ite
I\’m feelin\’ sorta sick, might throw up on my kicks
Askin\’, \”Who here got a li-ight?\”
2
I just wanna ride my bike
All around the park until it\’s dark, I\’ll take a hike
Had to leave my house today \’cause I don\’t really like
Living with toxicity, the demons to my side
I just wanna throw my phone off every nearby cliff
Hear it hit the pavement as I\’m pullin\’ on my spliff
Drive so far away so you can\’t see me when I spit
Open house is over, could you pack your shit and dip?
I can play pretend too, bump Deja Entendu
Brand new system in my whip, like
Shawty on my dick and a .40 on my hip
No flex but the sauce just ri-ight
In my Timmy Turner fit with a blunt up on my lip
Might just steal your bitch outta spi-ite
I\’m feelin\’ sorta sick, might throw up on my kicks
Askin\’, \”Who here got a li-ight?\”
(I\’ve been really feelin\’ like)