Of An Era (How We Do) Lyrics

Lyrically

I'm a dirty bitch

With a worthy hitch

And there ain't no stopping this

It's clear to me

I got 86d

She bound to switch

Now she in a ditch

Baby took a shot and missed

They gonna watch me sway

Up on the stage

I'm bouta take us

All the way

Delete the fake

Hope the real ones stay

Hope you like the surf baby

You riding the unknown wave

Waving while I pass the dispensary

What makes you think you got a right to say hi to me?

Done with your fake as Beaninati

You lucky you caught me in a public place

Yeah

Fuck bois all around me

Dressing my body in sigils

Dead or alive

All of the gods that endowed me

Acting like they've talked to Crowley

I was born in 1639 rowley

Catch me at mass when the flames our surroundings

She telling me how the love fades

Then says it just isn't like how it used to be

I gave you my heart

No shit my fault I thought the love was real

In my mind I thought I could save her

Got a lot of attitude to bite the hand that provides food

Then again I thought she was my lady

Chomp chomp but if you ever fight back that's rude

And Baby I been feeling the altitude

Mediterranean climate the sun shining

On my face I'm feeling fire

Could ya roll another blunt

Lace and smoke it like the Phonix

Environmental disaster the dime packer

How they buy it

Michael Myers in the closet

R.E.D. dead no lying

Gospel in my mind

Don't waste time crying

Saying god is so good

Saying God is so great

I think Id like to be a god someday

Aye

But baby I'm grey

Hoe I can't sustain

Parasocial relationships

Leave me nothing but drained

Half ass friends all left half baked

What a waste

Don't need a cannon mounted on a kamikaze plane