Snurfs Up ft. Sims & P.O.S Lyrics

Dream the fever but y'all seem defeated

All follow the leader then all feet proceeded to say

They've really seen it but we still can't believe it

Our fathers seeded the odd fodder

So the Mod Squad believing that the mob thought would treat em

But nah ahh you're dreaming

Now you're "who me?'ing"

Who thought that Bob Dobalina was the deus ex machina

Obvi to me that it's count down to pizza

Not our fault for being my fault, I'm just saying

J. Bieber getting weirder, or we're all getting normal

Or getting a little lazy or a little fugazi

Or a lil old rapper still thinking that it's '08

Maybe wavy, or get wavy or get worse lucked

Anyway turf sucks, trying to surfs up

Whoa, clock ticks

Trying to pause, don't hold off or stop shit

Just makes tense, strains to make sense

The brains quick to make the plot thick

My mind run away when I'm trying to say anything

Really I make all of my best and fully trusted guess

Tryna find any words as a hobby

Truly feeling like a guest in my own body

Surf

I don't care what, just gotta coast

Feel like I'm gonna burst

I won't let up til I'm a ghost

Man I'm just tryna surf

I don't care what, just gotta coast

Feel like I'm gonna burst

I won't let up

Shoreline or coastline

Find time, take knots out the twine

Some thoughts are scribbled and some are straight lines

Just find time to hang ten of those

Shoreline or coastline

Find time, take knots out the twine

Some thoughts are scribbled and some are straight lines

Go find time to hang ten of those

Hang ten of those