Beachball Video (MV)

Might sound like Timmy Turner
You ever heard a shrimp speak
I spent years without a conscience
The pistol shrimp will make you speak
Make it bleak
When you realize
You're a digit in a desk
Hardly shrimp
I claim no difference
Just observe what happens next

Rattrap

Come in loud that's how we breach
You'll never find a better beach
F*ck sand man clouds up my eyes
You try and start an enterprise
In a bedroom
With no knowledge
With no tricks
With no talent
With no skrill
With no pallet
Hardly a vision
This nuclear fision
I drew a door
And f*cked the way
Bouncing beach balls yea
Bouncing till we ball is all
Bouncing through the halls yea
Bouncing till its cake no break
Billy make it shake
DJ fund the meat
I'm dead
Bounce
Rattrap till its neat

No time to stop no time to think
No time to crash no time to blink
We are here
2018 our year
Never been a veteran or anybody else's kid
I'm coming in to rip it tear apart the f*cking internet
I'm laced up tear your face up
808's will blow your face up
Bounce the beach ball and the base bitch wake up rah

Bounce the beach ball till the rest fall
Bounce the beach ball till the rest fall
Bounce the beach ball till the rest fall
Bounce the beach ball till the best call
Bounce the beach ball till the rest fall
Bounce the beach ball till the best call
Bounce the beach ball till the rest fall
Bounce the beach ball till the best call

Picture me like this
Casio on the wrist
And I ain't got shit
But I got this gift
I made these beats
And we drive these streets
I've had no days off had no drive
Eight - oh on the dash gotta get that cash
I've been up since six gotta get them hits
Run up the plays, lackadaisical days
I'll waste more money until I get paid
I'm just trying to be different with my vision
No kiddin
It seems like your privilege is hardly a given
I'm not gonna stop won't give in
I'm bouncing this ball till the daylight come so
Foot on the gas gotta pass on the grass now
Bypass the last rap I am now first class
Still fly econ though I am not that hard
Give me six months though I'll send a postcard

As a good kid should
Any son would
My ass on the wall
Bounce the f*cking ball
We just see what sticks
Man we might get clicks
Man we might get lost
Walled in Trost
Titans judge
Deku flicks
All Might's dead
Did he pass the test
He shrimping till he's best
Seattle smash the rest
We digits to heads
We digits to heads
We digits to heads
I slurred my f*cking words on that part but its OK We digits to heads who gives a f*ck
We digits to heads
We digits to heads
We digits to heads

Rattrap

What happened to the third grunt
I don't know you tell me
Ooh, was I supposed to jump on the third switch
Grembly! Shouted the king
I was just happy to have my beach ball back
And the king, pushed you onto the switch
Now he hit me! And he made me drop my beach ball