Muze Sikk - Second Opinion Lyrics

Sounds bound to reverberate offa ear drum
Bounce back when you ball till you fall
Alcohols in the cut got grease in the gut
Car keys in the coat
Slim Jimmy in the coat
That's a lie
I keep a magnum like Burt
And my earnings make em hurt
Imma hit her with the vert
Take time too alert
State lines getting blurred
Stated lines getting blurt
Who the f*ck put in work
Like a boss imma jerk
Like chicken
Got your wifey Finger licking
And she like when I kick it
When I spit off the top
Rock that body making Betty go bop
Hit it from the back like a baby burping up
I got more ties than a MF quilt
I got more lines than a garden got silt
Make the world tilt when I fill it with the filth
I got less guilt got killed for the thrill
Took a break
Now iI back
And I'm still broke
If you're still mad
I'm sorry bout your last batch
Ya
I'll apologize for all the solemn lies
The deepest depths swallow tides
My weakest breath could catalyze loss
I've grown accustomed to the glare
Knowing life ain't fair
And it shouldn't be
This is what you missed
I'm everything you shouldn't be
Everything you couldn't be
Trick shot off the board before the Plexus
The solar capsized ship sunk into the nexus
Courageous
Maybe danger so delirious
It's strange I can't heretic
Even when I share a bit
Of sin
I'm sorry that I'm so human
I've cried so many tears
My rooms humid
Intervals worthy of a second opinion
Cuz the first with lips pursed of course was mixed mirth
Sounds bound to reverberate offa ear drum
Bounce back when you ball till you fall
Alcohols in the cut got grease in the gut
Car keys in the coat
Slim Jimmy in the coat
That's a lie
I keep a magnum like Burt
And my earnings make em hurt
Imma hit her with the vert
Take time too alert
State lines getting blurred
Stated lines getting blurt
Who the f*ck put in work
Like a boss imma jerk