Neon Guts Lyrics

They tellin' me I need to re-up

The streets you know I need to feed em

Burner phones I got like three 'em

Upcharge for a p ask same price for a feature

You ain't got greenery greener

Got a drug dealer demeanor

Never expect who I leave with

I'm taking her heart and I break it in pieces

Won't admit when I'm spendin, but I got way too much of this pension

Pockets look like they expectin' ATM eating up all of my Chex Mix

Old rappers' beats on my setlist

Remixin' reinvigorating

Got me a team of these girls

Like we in fantasy I might just trade 'em

You never stayed in West Palm Beach

I had to stay strapped to do laundry

Homies from high school keep dropping

Hopin' it stops and I'm hopin' next not me

I Start my day off with Kahlua

I'm cookin' more chicken then Hooters

Floodin' my watch and that's Seiko

They doin whatever I say so

I gotta stay holdin my Ruger

Pad cash for my MacBook computer

Remembering the days I was in 10th grade

Uriah rolled up my first stoogie

See musically I am in high demand

Half of you rappers ain't got no fans

She knowin Eiffel but ain't ever been to France

I could be 50 I'm knowin that many men

They want to kill me

Tryna get rid me

Smokin' on big purple callin' it Ridley

She going southern

Simply

I'm lyin' to feds

Penn State

Higher from every blunt

Might as well roll another up

Questioning my own morals

Last night don't remember much

Spillin' what's in my cup

To get her I don't need luck

Pourin' up all this purple it's giving me neon guts

Higher from every blunt

Might as well roll another up

And I got a colorful wardrobe she feelin' me in her guts

And I got a colorful wardrobe she feelin' me in her guts

Orange hairs

Left on my chairs

This weed leave me with questionnaires

Burnin my cells feelin' myself

Shes gettin stuffed no Build-a-Bear

I'm the realest here.

It's been a year

But I'm back like how delta appeared

Never volunteered

I pioneered

Can't fold my paper no doggy ears

Mixin the rosin with purp

Fuckin' on your girl you at church

Touchin herself to my verse

I upload a track and her phone get alerts

Laughin' my way to the club

Too much White Claw in my tum

A boy with a drum

Feelin' like it's Christmas

They want me to marry

One female forever

That shit just sound scary and ain't on my wishlist

And how that I'm gifted

Been fucked up since Wednesday

And talked with my dentist

Been thinking bout grillin' and thinkin' bout Lasik

I can't see nobody who takin my placement

she told me NGU that song is her favorite

Told you I'm anything but basic

Add this in rotation

I'm pourin' up sustainment

But I can't sip

Without some better entertainment

So she get on that pole

Takin off her clothes

And we cuttin' it there cuz I'ma have to go