Evil Ween ft. rxckite! & Imeddy Lyrics

Uh, yeah, uh, yeah you know I just be chillen yeah

Yeah I be chillen like Ed, Edd n Eddy

Nigga got bad skin like Freddy

Ou, yeah

Aye, yeah

Ou, yeah aye

Ou, yeah, yeah, yea, yuh

To- to much money on me

Im like uh huh

Im like uh huh

Im like uh huh

Im like uh huh

To- to much money on me

Im like uh huh

Im like uh huh

Im like uh huh

Im like uh huh

To much money on me

Yeah I keep a mask on, I feel like Jason

Niggers be hating

I Blend up in the crowd, it look like I be skating

I Did a flip made the crowd go wild

Everybody screaming ohh, like Mordecai and Rigby

Nigga know he not on shit, yeah, he better get to skipping

Like he do on leg day

I treat that bih just like a essay

I give her wordplay while she give me head play

Uh, that's a trick for you, now I need a treat

Take her out to eat then after that Ima take her back meat (Them booty cheeks)

Uh, huh

Uh, huh

Uh, huh

Uh, huh

Uh, huh

To much money on me

Uh, huh

Uh, huh

Mhm

Uh, huh

Uh, huh

To much money on me

Mask on, run down, I'm Michael Myers

In dickies and Timbs, yk my attire

Finna start walking, but you should keep running, a nigga too tired

I'm Inna hemi v8, I'm hitting da gas so hard, threw it back on two tires

And I'm in yo city today, yea I'm in yo reach, you can do watchu think you desire

Nigga say dat he slidin w demons, I'm slidin w nezuko

Put a blade onna K, like I'm tanjiro kamado

Leave dancing w makomo

And I put dat thunder clapping on yo bitch like Zenitusu

Den we hit ha mans w a touch and go

Too damn fast out da whip all he seen was da underglow

Moment of silence (Shhh)

We creep on dey block, give dem lil niggas durk eyes

Brodie got a whole damn gun and he tamat fighting

Boy he crazy As a bitch Ima twerk mines

Nigga scared to pop opps, aye lil boa ima perk mines

Told dat boa dat Ima slide and he thought dat I was lying

Til I slid around da corner on some hot shit

Me and janzi gettin fly, we inna cockpit

Nigga slidin w a bat, i let da base hit (Boom)

Tell em face it

You cant escape me, ain't no rest til yo face hit

I slide inna v8, you inna v6, that's a easy ass catch, but ian chase shit

Yeah Aha, oho, mhm, aha

But I'll let you think dat you slick as a bitch, and you just got away

Uh, huh

Uh, huh

Uh, huh

Uh, huh

Uh, huh

To much money on me

Uh, huh

Uh, huh

Mhm

Uh, huh

Uh, huh

To much money on me

Yeah, the money on me it's a lot, I put a ring on the guap, lil bitch

I might go buy the whole lot, I might go fuck on a thot, uh, bitch

He down bad sipping on snot

You won't ever get this guap like Muah

Said that we gang but you not my boy

You ain't real motherfucker like a fucking decoy

Yeah, you not my gang, you not my twin, you not my slime

Roll a blunt to unwind, watch the time go by

Lil bitch wanna give me that mind

Yeah, that's cool I really don't mind it

Getting high kick shit with the pilot, getting high I don't do no Molly

Bitch I'm Percocet dreaming

(Bitche im percocet dreaming, bitch im percocet dreaming)

Bitch I'm Percocet dreaming

(Bitche im percocet dreaming, bitch im percocet dreaming)