*indecipherable*
Bachelor of Arts
Oh my God, congratulations
I’ll go wild on the floor until my knees hurt
I’ll look good in your STRFKR t-shirt
Whiteout into a blackout, pull out in the matted out
Red Ferrari that my Dad bought me
If I don’t get a martini-
My Mom knows the owner-
b#tches be screamin’ out “Sauce is the boss”
Crackin’ the code not a challenge to me
Augmented reali-aty
Alternative personali-aty
I’m not dealin’ with the casualties
See through is all that I’m tryin’ to be
Levelin’ up your reali-aty
I cooked and I cut and I made all the beats
RIP to all the casualties
That sh#t doesn’t matter to me
Imma be all on that Khalifa leaf
Humanity lost
b#tches, they call me the boss
This loves gonna cost (All of the)
All of the, all of the Sauce
Why you never go outside, m#th*rf#ck*r?
Why you never really feel alive, m#th*rf#ck*r?
Why you never go outside, m#th*rf#ck*r?
Why you never really feel alive, m#th*rf#ck*r?
She wants the Cold Stone Creamery
On the cover of a DVD
She got cut the check
She got it, she spent it, what’s next? (What’s next?)
I deal with the stress
Sneeze but I don’t say God bless
I need the simplicity
Controlled on the low by the city
I’m not gonna-
Why you never go outside, m#th*rf#ck*r?
Why you never really feel alive, m#th*rf#ck*r?
Why you never think about God, m#th*rf#ck*r?
Why you never really feel alive, m#th*rf#ck*r?
All one take, all one take
Y’all don’t even do one take anymore
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