Andes Mint ft. SandmansDead Lyrics

I ain't got a silver tongue, but I like to talk my shit

Don't tell me how to think, bitch I'ma tell you like this

I ain't ashamed to say I got a fucked up sense of humor

My mental loops fucked up like clown pussy with two tumors

I look and feel like an Andes Mint in a dish at a mid-tier restaurant

Talkin to myself, got my own fuckin lexicon

I'm never gon' stop goin up til Pork Chop collar on Schlitterbaun

Matchin my belt, look at us and your vision gone

I'm tired of most of y'all, I much prefer the animals

It is too much work to open up to somebody that won't understand me

It's truly astonishing that I found anybody to listen to my bullshit

So I stand behind my bitch until I'm Nipsey Hussle

She ain't no dumb bitch, ask me how I'm telling ya

She ain't got no fuckin tapestry with a mandala

And I got this shit locked down like Nelson Mandela

And I wake up in the morning like Soulja Boy

Came in clean, my scarf cerulean, chartreuse

I'm manslaughtering poachers shooting sharks with harpoons

I playing harpsichord and sippin juice in my dark room

I pull up in the shirt the same color as R2

D2, my neck C3PO

I was born the year after the 3DO

I walked in, the room turn sepia

And when I die, these bitches gon take up necrophilia

And it will be quite the occasion

Never rock fits that match with the occasion

I be ok, I'm accustomed to estrangement

Let my chain hang like a Hanukkah decoration

And it look like quite the shindig

Never been one that I didn't feel anxious

I be in the corner flippin magazine pages

Swamp G why ain't you talking

Don't ask me that shit, I fuckin hate it

I'm, I'm just, I'm over exaggerating for the most part but

You know, I like human connection

But shit, that shit's overwhelming, you know

Anyway, love y'all

Swamp G