Tetris ft. T Vinci Lyrics

Okay, itty bitty boy on the block with his head in the clouds, he do not stop

Never really fit on the block like Tetris, never had lettuce, no green, no blessings

I could never fall in list, forgot the comparisons

I'm a reflection of everything that came before me

There is a difference, you are performing

I am presenting my city with the spirit of everyone in me

I didn't forget where I came from

Maybe that'll change with a pay stub

Who knows, maybe I'll start acting shady

And change up, like I'm famous

Bitch please, I'm on a tear, I'm sure you're aware of my energy

Amenities, ill take 5 of those and like 10 of these

Kennedy; she gave me noggin

Hey baby, what's poppin'

Let's have a toast

After we party I'll hit it, I'll hit it and ghost

Comin' outta the west coast

I got waves like I'm fresh off the boat

Back home I was taught that you go get your own

No hamburger helper I'm killin' the goats

How many times do I have to say it

Why are these niggas still out here debatin'

This ain't monopoly ain't playin games

I'm tryna make y'all remember my name

James (PM)

You know nighttime we going insane

PM for a reason we lettin' it rain

You scratchin' your head like we pickin' your brain

Neurologist shit

I'm stuck in yo head make you feel like

You nervous and shit

I need and a opponent

I feel like Jake Paul knock you out

Getting bored of this shit

Tell me what makes you tick

Tell does all of this click

If not you gotta replay my lyrics

Put the pieces together and make sure they stick

Like you play on Atari a game of Tetris

Pause

Don't get joy from playing with sticks

If we talking like that that's a job for your bitch

When PM and I make a song it's a hit

You play it, repeat it, it gets addictive

It's some type of drug like a psychedelic

Like Tom and Tobey and Andrew I'm breaking your universe

Webbing you up in this shit

Okay, itty bitty boy on the block with his head in the clouds, he do not stop

Never really fit on the block like Tetris, never had lettuce, no green, no blessings

Itty bitty boy what's good huh?

This is my world and you're component

Look you lease the whip, and I own it

Look I am a star, and I've shown it

Look You lack the power to unthrone me

Look, I'm bossing up, you can't hold me

Everything keeps getting blurry, woah

The colors are fading off

My eyes are melting, my vision fogged

My feet are sinking, somethings wrong

Maybe I'm lucid or maybe I'm tripping

A product of poppin, to mellow my problems

I feel like I'm floating... the problem is

Why do I feel so empty

I can't let go, cause my Brain won't let me

I need to break free, but right as I go to get up

That bottle tempts me