Aight
The f*ck you wanna do?
This shit is in public domain
Try to f*cking sue me bitch
Welcome to f*cking Glasgow!
Before The Fame in Glasgow
I'm colonizing that show
The conehead's wack bro
We on that goofy cypher tho
We've got four hours sleep a night
A stiffy bed, that is a fright
At Taco Bell, that's how we roll
We shit the bed like usual (shit the bed, piss, cum, bitch!)
We writing lyrics while we on no sleep
And we pull up to the function
And farm like f*cking sheep
Your game f*cking weak!
I just got my bands and they stack like
Eiffel f*cking tower
I can build that shit, like I'm Bob De Bouwer!
F*cked your bitch with my big bad hammer
Did you hear that, all the clatter?
Messing with your goons because you don't matter
Yeah thats cool but did i ask tho?
Chilling on the west side, counting my stacks bro
Can you feel that?
All the immaculate vibes when we pull up
You could never handle it
Got more dripp than you ever could fathom!
Hi welcome to Glasgow
I'll be your tour guide
I'll be your tour guide yeah
Nah I'm just jk
I'm a drug dealer
Give you them titty pills oh yeah
Got the junkies on the streets
We got many veggie eats
We don't need to farm them sheeps
Theys friends when we have plants in heaps
F*ck sheep bitch what cannibal
Eat pussy not animals
Selling Avon every day
Nah that's just year da getting the pay (ahh!)
Glasgow city centre got the fancy architecture
It's the perfect setting for a random
Sleep-deprived midnight adventure
Cannot even fix it because Autismo brain goes numb on caffeine
Predetermined to be tired
Because of my neural pathing
Gotta stay awake to try to realign my sleeping schedule
Nothing's ever fixed by downing
Some Rockstar, Monster, or Red Bull
This song is a weird one
Nobody is making any sense
Because Katari, BTF, A, J, now you owe us fifty pence
What the f*ck you looking at
Dirty old cunt?
Hit you in the face with a baseball bat
Home Run!
Leave your eyeballs sticking out
Like a f*cking sore thumb
Keep swinging
Until your skull looks like a burst jam doughnut (ahh!)
Before The Fame - GOONSINGLASGOW! (feat. Katari, livihnchikihn & Mad Quick Scotsman) Lyrics
Before The Fame - GOONSINGLASGOW! (feat. Katari, livihnchikihn & Mad Quick Scotsman) Lyrics
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Aight
The f*ck you wanna do?
This shit is in public domain
Try to f*cking sue me bitch
Welcome to f*cking Glasgow!
Before The Fame in Glasgow
I'm colonizing that show
The conehead's wack bro
We on that goofy cypher tho
We've got four hours sleep a night
A stiffy bed, that is a fright
At Taco Bell, that's how we roll
We shit the bed like usual (shit the bed, piss, cum, bitch!)
We writing lyrics while we on no sleep
And we pull up to the function
And farm like f*cking sheep
Your game f*cking weak!
I just got my bands and they stack like
Eiffel f*cking tower
I can build that shit, like I'm Bob De Bouwer!
F*cked your bitch with my big bad hammer
Did you hear that, all the clatter?
Messing with your goons because you don't matter
Yeah thats cool but did i ask tho?
Chilling on the west side, counting my stacks bro
Can you feel that?
All the immaculate vibes when we pull up
You could never handle it
Got more dripp than you ever could fathom!
Hi welcome to Glasgow
I'll be your tour guide
I'll be your tour guide yeah
Nah I'm just jk
I'm a drug dealer
Give you them titty pills oh yeah
Got the junkies on the streets
We got many veggie eats
We don't need to farm them sheeps
Theys friends when we have plants in heaps
F*ck sheep bitch what cannibal
Eat pussy not animals
Selling Avon every day
Nah that's just year da getting the pay (ahh!)
Glasgow city centre got the fancy architecture
It's the perfect setting for a random
Sleep-deprived midnight adventure
Cannot even fix it because Autismo brain goes numb on caffeine
Predetermined to be tired
Because of my neural pathing
Gotta stay awake to try to realign my sleeping schedule
Nothing's ever fixed by downing
Some Rockstar, Monster, or Red Bull
This song is a weird one
Nobody is making any sense
Because Katari, BTF, A, J, now you owe us fifty pence
What the f*ck you looking at
Dirty old cunt?
Hit you in the face with a baseball bat
Home Run!
Leave your eyeballs sticking out
Like a f*cking sore thumb
Keep swinging
Until your skull looks like a burst jam doughnut (ahh!)
The f*ck you wanna do?
This shit is in public domain
Try to f*cking sue me bitch
Welcome to f*cking Glasgow!
Before The Fame in Glasgow
I'm colonizing that show
The conehead's wack bro
We on that goofy cypher tho
We've got four hours sleep a night
A stiffy bed, that is a fright
At Taco Bell, that's how we roll
We shit the bed like usual (shit the bed, piss, cum, bitch!)
We writing lyrics while we on no sleep
And we pull up to the function
And farm like f*cking sheep
Your game f*cking weak!
I just got my bands and they stack like
Eiffel f*cking tower
I can build that shit, like I'm Bob De Bouwer!
F*cked your bitch with my big bad hammer
Did you hear that, all the clatter?
Messing with your goons because you don't matter
Yeah thats cool but did i ask tho?
Chilling on the west side, counting my stacks bro
Can you feel that?
All the immaculate vibes when we pull up
You could never handle it
Got more dripp than you ever could fathom!
Hi welcome to Glasgow
I'll be your tour guide
I'll be your tour guide yeah
Nah I'm just jk
I'm a drug dealer
Give you them titty pills oh yeah
Got the junkies on the streets
We got many veggie eats
We don't need to farm them sheeps
Theys friends when we have plants in heaps
F*ck sheep bitch what cannibal
Eat pussy not animals
Selling Avon every day
Nah that's just year da getting the pay (ahh!)
Glasgow city centre got the fancy architecture
It's the perfect setting for a random
Sleep-deprived midnight adventure
Cannot even fix it because Autismo brain goes numb on caffeine
Predetermined to be tired
Because of my neural pathing
Gotta stay awake to try to realign my sleeping schedule
Nothing's ever fixed by downing
Some Rockstar, Monster, or Red Bull
This song is a weird one
Nobody is making any sense
Because Katari, BTF, A, J, now you owe us fifty pence
What the f*ck you looking at
Dirty old cunt?
Hit you in the face with a baseball bat
Home Run!
Leave your eyeballs sticking out
Like a f*cking sore thumb
Keep swinging
Until your skull looks like a burst jam doughnut (ahh!)
Writer: Before The Fame, b3yers, Before Fame
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid