Coming to wrap your mind
All around the f*cking light pole again
Don't know what you expected when you
Don't know who I am
As I spit this dumb shit
See your mouths open wider
Than some cock-hungry whore
At a f*cking late night drive-in
I'm just doing this for fun
No I ain't gotta worry about the money when I'm done
So open up the back
Roll the windows down
Let that bass beat slap
As we're cruising downtown
On a f*cking Wednesday night
F*cking what
Bitch you heard me right
Nothing to worry about
When you don't care to see another night
Oh
Did it just get a little real
Well what the f*ck you'd expect when no one cares how you feel
Well of course I care
These basic motherf*ckers gonna yelp
Now I ain't playing dog and I sure as hell ain't asking for your help
Man
I'm just goddamn frustrated
These f*cks act like they always been relating
When the only thing I think
Is how the f*ck I relate my brains
To my own f*cking wall
And my only trailing thought
Is that I'm off this f*cking rock
And not slowly dying like some
Dumb motherf*cker who can't even aim straight
Life ain't been too kind tonight
So Imma lean back on my vice
Numbs the pain till I feel right
Bury truths beneath the high find
Mind's all kinds of f*cked tonight
So Imma lean back on my vice
Only looking to survive
Gutter stutter bear arms
Stunner got the mayor on
Fit to check the mailbox
Got the silver on the locks
It can't know how to untie itself
Got hidden vain intox
It's got you held in its thoughts
It's been written on your arm's marks
Gunning for my heart
Center of the chest
Arrogance tenacious see
The tribute on your breath
Figure to the left
Surrounded every slept
Wondering I'm gonna make
You're gonna make my bed
Pupil in the middle
Frugal in the winter
While you blow it on a banger
With a syllogistic sinner
Who dishonor the beginner
Then be tender to the hanger
The hash smoking slanger
The vice tip the tanker
Life ain't been too kind tonight
So Imma lean back on my vice
Numbs the pain till I feel right
Bury truths beneath the high find
Mind's all kinds of f*cked tonight
So Imma lean back on my vice
Only looking to survive
Sontomorio - Vice (feat. Gnarly Gnate) Lyrics
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Coming to wrap your mind
All around the f*cking light pole again
Don't know what you expected when you
Don't know who I am
As I spit this dumb shit
See your mouths open wider
Than some cock-hungry whore
At a f*cking late night drive-in
I'm just doing this for fun
No I ain't gotta worry about the money when I'm done
So open up the back
Roll the windows down
Let that bass beat slap
As we're cruising downtown
On a f*cking Wednesday night
F*cking what
Bitch you heard me right
Nothing to worry about
When you don't care to see another night
Oh
Did it just get a little real
Well what the f*ck you'd expect when no one cares how you feel
Well of course I care
These basic motherf*ckers gonna yelp
Now I ain't playing dog and I sure as hell ain't asking for your help
Man
I'm just goddamn frustrated
These f*cks act like they always been relating
When the only thing I think
Is how the f*ck I relate my brains
To my own f*cking wall
And my only trailing thought
Is that I'm off this f*cking rock
And not slowly dying like some
Dumb motherf*cker who can't even aim straight
Life ain't been too kind tonight
So Imma lean back on my vice
Numbs the pain till I feel right
Bury truths beneath the high find
Mind's all kinds of f*cked tonight
So Imma lean back on my vice
Only looking to survive
Gutter stutter bear arms
Stunner got the mayor on
Fit to check the mailbox
Got the silver on the locks
It can't know how to untie itself
Got hidden vain intox
It's got you held in its thoughts
It's been written on your arm's marks
Gunning for my heart
Center of the chest
Arrogance tenacious see
The tribute on your breath
Figure to the left
Surrounded every slept
Wondering I'm gonna make
You're gonna make my bed
Pupil in the middle
Frugal in the winter
While you blow it on a banger
With a syllogistic sinner
Who dishonor the beginner
Then be tender to the hanger
The hash smoking slanger
The vice tip the tanker
Life ain't been too kind tonight
So Imma lean back on my vice
Numbs the pain till I feel right
Bury truths beneath the high find
Mind's all kinds of f*cked tonight
So Imma lean back on my vice
Only looking to survive
All around the f*cking light pole again
Don't know what you expected when you
Don't know who I am
As I spit this dumb shit
See your mouths open wider
Than some cock-hungry whore
At a f*cking late night drive-in
I'm just doing this for fun
No I ain't gotta worry about the money when I'm done
So open up the back
Roll the windows down
Let that bass beat slap
As we're cruising downtown
On a f*cking Wednesday night
F*cking what
Bitch you heard me right
Nothing to worry about
When you don't care to see another night
Oh
Did it just get a little real
Well what the f*ck you'd expect when no one cares how you feel
Well of course I care
These basic motherf*ckers gonna yelp
Now I ain't playing dog and I sure as hell ain't asking for your help
Man
I'm just goddamn frustrated
These f*cks act like they always been relating
When the only thing I think
Is how the f*ck I relate my brains
To my own f*cking wall
And my only trailing thought
Is that I'm off this f*cking rock
And not slowly dying like some
Dumb motherf*cker who can't even aim straight
Life ain't been too kind tonight
So Imma lean back on my vice
Numbs the pain till I feel right
Bury truths beneath the high find
Mind's all kinds of f*cked tonight
So Imma lean back on my vice
Only looking to survive
Gutter stutter bear arms
Stunner got the mayor on
Fit to check the mailbox
Got the silver on the locks
It can't know how to untie itself
Got hidden vain intox
It's got you held in its thoughts
It's been written on your arm's marks
Gunning for my heart
Center of the chest
Arrogance tenacious see
The tribute on your breath
Figure to the left
Surrounded every slept
Wondering I'm gonna make
You're gonna make my bed
Pupil in the middle
Frugal in the winter
While you blow it on a banger
With a syllogistic sinner
Who dishonor the beginner
Then be tender to the hanger
The hash smoking slanger
The vice tip the tanker
Life ain't been too kind tonight
So Imma lean back on my vice
Numbs the pain till I feel right
Bury truths beneath the high find
Mind's all kinds of f*cked tonight
So Imma lean back on my vice
Only looking to survive
Writer: Matthew DeCalzadilla, Nathan Abrahamson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid