Why the long face
What a small space
What a boldface
Liiiiee
I been circling this cirlce for three days
Spiees still alive with blood on its face
Keep on the strugglin artist, to see who goes the farthest
One more orange in my mail box i might just kill a starlet
I been bargainin with nothin
Been trenchin my apartemnt
The crest is set to harvest
My marxist heart is startin
If i have to ride the three again, i'll get it good
If i had to blow my brains out, i think i would
Cops lookin at my tabs , that shit aint expired yet i still got till april
So does my check
If you think that checks comin you're dumb as rocks
I aint never had this much free time in my life
Twitter got me F*cked UP
And you all know it too
Floodwater Angel - When the Beatniks Were Social Lions Lyrics
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Why the long face
What a small space
What a boldface
Liiiiee
I been circling this cirlce for three days
Spiees still alive with blood on its face
Keep on the strugglin artist, to see who goes the farthest
One more orange in my mail box i might just kill a starlet
I been bargainin with nothin
Been trenchin my apartemnt
The crest is set to harvest
My marxist heart is startin
If i have to ride the three again, i'll get it good
If i had to blow my brains out, i think i would
Cops lookin at my tabs , that shit aint expired yet i still got till april
So does my check
If you think that checks comin you're dumb as rocks
I aint never had this much free time in my life
Twitter got me F*cked UP
And you all know it too
What a small space
What a boldface
Liiiiee
I been circling this cirlce for three days
Spiees still alive with blood on its face
Keep on the strugglin artist, to see who goes the farthest
One more orange in my mail box i might just kill a starlet
I been bargainin with nothin
Been trenchin my apartemnt
The crest is set to harvest
My marxist heart is startin
If i have to ride the three again, i'll get it good
If i had to blow my brains out, i think i would
Cops lookin at my tabs , that shit aint expired yet i still got till april
So does my check
If you think that checks comin you're dumb as rocks
I aint never had this much free time in my life
Twitter got me F*cked UP
And you all know it too
Writer: Dillon LaFollette
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid