Birthday Mumble ft. Coop Y3Ti Lyrics

Turn the dial up

This industries full of stinkerbutts

Y'all steal getting hards on

For these evil sluts

I let go of them dreams

Who I wanted to fuck

Don't need no dick down there

When I reach for the car to touch

Community service and helping niggas

Yeah that's my purpose

When you doing shit

You ain't suppose to

Your start getting nervous

Gangs ain't even the same

Shits a fed circus

Since my son came out

I just do me

And close the curtain

Niggas Pocket watching

Trying to study

How I'm working

Shit gets real deep

Mind of a hostile surgeon

Nigga ain't nothing pure to me

Like a sexy virgin

So if your going to

Stick to me be prepared for purging

Our mask consume us daily

That's why times are tough

We don't know if we rebels

Or really Powerpuffs

The brain starts getting mad confused

After you smoke a Dutch

Having you running around

Acting like you can't be touched

Smoke one then two then me

Coming with leviathans to Destroy the almighty

Niggas scared to face them

Shit I do this bite me

Not scared of you dark things

Y'all just selling simulated dreams

The aliens have been invaded

They control the scene

Usually they rich secluded

With high self esteem

You know the reptilian

Looking bitches with nice Maybalean

I ain't scared of saying shit

Like a tequila meme

You get it feens

This ain't about no damn bashing

More like a soul reaction

It's like we losing everything

For some dead end passions

It's passion

My nigga do you without

All the gas in

Hope you got your seatbelt Fastened

Fifthteen year olds

Might come threw blasting