DUFFEL BAG ft. ssolumm Lyrics

I got a hunnid fuckin bands in the duffel bag

Run it back

Check the tag before I go have fun with that

I've been getting to the paper so they calling me a lumberjack

Calling me a lumberjack

I'm swinging axes and I'm taking they heads off

So let's get to the root of the problem, everyone dead soft

Sipping whiskey over the rocks to take the edge off

Try to forget all my sins while I slumber

One eye open, that's my blunder, blunder

Gotta wonder, I wonder

They won't ever let it rest until I'm 6 feet under

Now I'm up and they all want a piece, lightning to the thunder

They the toilet I'm the plunger

I just talk shit

I'm just chillin with the pilot in the private jet cockpit

Middle of the moshpit, hot shit

'Cause they all thinking that I'm hot shit

Pop shit, champagne poet, like I ain't got shit

But now I got it all

Like I ain't already forgotten y'all

I'm just taking a breather, I'm used to soaking up the sun

Homie call me cotton ball

Everybody want a piece now that my moneys gotten tall

And I'm moving through the wall

Danny Phantom, but a demigod

Wonder how it is to live this life when you floating through the bullshit

Call me Pennywise

'Cause we all float down here

Devil grab me by the feet and said get down here

We don't make a sound here

But I just wanna make my sound clear

Shed a super proud tear

Always welcome now, clear?

Is the sound clear?

Got a bad bitch she ain't from around here

See?

I can just talk about shit 'cause I'm free

Egos start breaking when I start to speak

Bitch, don't bark at me

Just hurry up, put it in park and then leave

Pour me up, pour me up

Pour me up, I need a drink

Pour me up, pour me up

Pour me up, I need to sleep, slumber

Blunder, blunder

Gotta wonder, I wonder

They won't ever let it rest until I'm 6 feet under

Now I'm up and they all want a piece, lightning to the thunder

They the toilet I'm the plunger

I just talk shit

I'm just chillin with the pilot in the private jet cockpit

Middle of the moshpit, hot shit

'Cause they all thinking that I'm hot shit

Pop shit, champagne poet, like I ain't got shit