werdna - Mob Psycho Lyrics

Remember days I was tryna
Climb out my misery
Met many men lost in abyss
Tried to kick me down
But present moment
I don't let it get to me
Rocking by myself habitually
Smoking blunts having
Breakfast at Epiphanies
Your girl say she tryna give me holy trinity
Agree to disagree
Tryna let my mom go on a living spree
Obstacles feel like the Sweet Chin into the
Pedigree
Ice water drip s. pellegri
Way past Mars smoking on the Lemon Cheese
Could really give uhh- if you feeling me
Soliloquy's Nineteen-Ninety Six til Infinity

My Mob Psycho killin' y'all Michael
Jackson Jordan Tyson Myers
Pliers the way the game got me gripped
Check the color of my skin
But it couldn't let me slip
And I'm wondering
How many licks
Do it take to get to the center of her pussy pop?
Of her of her pussy pop
Of her pussy pop
Of her of her pussy pop

Aye Yuh Aye

Sentencing for past pretenses
The rich standing on glass ceilings
They got from more than crack dealings
Now it's some opiates that taste like Grape Soda
Now instead of shoot up they just pour up
I been woke up
Think y'all need some Folger's
Seven bitches on my phone
It's looking like a folder
Stare in the eyes of soulless
Dreams straight shattered
Partners who done threw em off the ladder
I eat a lotta fruit now I'm filled up with the juice
Blueberries & mangos
Head game phenomenal
I know she gon' start fallin' like a domino
Then start a war bussin straps at the Alamo
Salt and Sugar you can't tell between the granules
Took my time the climb was steady gradual
Move in silence got no guidelines
Make it look so casual
Speaking like I got the biggest ego
But I'm still stickin' to the G-Code
While yo man looking for a cheat code
You cant buy my style but you could get a lease tho
If she got a deep throat then
I'm like Shaq at the free throw
(Shaq's like 50% at the free-throw LOL)
SWISH

My mob psycho killin y'all Michael
Jackson Jordan Tyson Myers
Pliers the way the game got me gripped
Check the color of my skin
But it couldn't let me slip
And I'm wondering
How many licks
Do it take to get to the center of her pussy pop (One!)
Of her pussy pop (Two!) of her of her pussy pop (Three!)

Yeah, uh
Uh, yeah

Drop the gun
Walking out
Of this war zone
Not the one
But you scanning me
Up and down
Like I got a barcode
Saw your girl
She speak in tongues
Something like morse code
Sacred Floral Aura in my Fronto
Create my reality
Treat this shit like Chalk Zone
I don't mock those who go
Where the flock goes
Safety in numbers but
I'm ready for the change like pronto

My Mob Psycho killin' y'all Michael
Jackson Jordan Tyson Myers
Pliers the way the game got me gripped
Check the color of my skin
But it couldn't let me slip
And im wondering
How many licks
Do it take to get to the center of her pussy pop?
Of her of her pussy pop (pussy) of her of her pussy pop (pop)

Yea

My Mob Psycho killin' y'all Michael
Jackson Jordan Tyson Myers
Pliers the way the game got me gripped
Check the color of my skin
But it couldn't let me slip
And im wondering
How many licks
Do it take to get to the center of her pussy pop? (One!)
Of her of her pussy pop (Two!) of her pussy pop
(Three!) of her of her pussy pop (Four)

Yea
And that's been
SAD2CUGO

Hope y'all had a good time
(And thank you)

Planet Werd comin' soon
(And ya welcome)

I Love You
We good