1. |
Less
01:57
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Wait, bad bitch over here (Bloodhounds)
I just took a couple, now she nibble on my ear
Step back, gotta face my fear
I don't wanna run, made racks sincere (NOVAGANG)
Sincere, what's that?
Maxin' out a card online at Saks
This year, so sad
Gotta keep you close, couldn't go out bad
Speak clear, don't get it twisted
Make lies like politician
I know she couldn't listen
I know she wasn't gifted
She wasn't meant for me, now I'm counting up by myself
I lost my energy, throw the raft, I think I need help
Yeah, yeah
I think I need help
Oh-oh, oh
Ha
Back on my bullshit, 2020, out like lotuses
I know it's hard to glow when I've been stuck, at least I know my shit
I take the pack from out your pocket, didn't even notice it (Ha)
Step back, here's a real quick lesson
Mean girls keep a silent on a Wesson
I've got like three flows and I use them in every song
But that's just how this shit goes, I know that I won't be here long
I feel my arm decompose inside the acid, it vanished
I'm doing LSD for breakfast, I'm malnourished, I'm manic
And this the year I drop the act, it's 2020, no more saturn for me
No more saturn for me
Yeah, yeah
Ah
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2. |
Sunny
02:00
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But every time, someone always brings me back
I'm boutta go play Dark Souls
But shout-out, fucking, #HellSing
Shout-out Goonn
Shout-out Teardrop
Shout-out 1Team
Shout-out fucking BNO
Shout-out everybody who-who don't fuck with me
Aye, but it's gon' happen, it's gon' happen, I swear
I hit Jack up
If that boy want smoke, he bring a Zippo
Employee bag, I'm bout' to blow it on a zipcode
He took my flow like he's a Ditto
Tug of war, I feel like Malcolm in the Middle
You say you used to son me but you're my lil' bro
Hide in the corner, bitch, I'm waiting with a sickle
Tilt your head, it's gonna tickle
My patience is wearing thin, only a little
I've done shit I regret
I'm bad at keeping secrets intact
I wanna put on an act
Feel like I got sliced in the calf
I'm a bad bleeder but I feel like a leader
Of something, nothing
Crawling away from my days
They look at me different
I pray they wasn't listening
I'm up now, you suck now
You couldn't take it away
You couldn't take it away
S-S-Smoking gas, take it to the face
D-D-Double, triple kill like I'm FaZe
Bro, tie your shit on the fade
Malcol-M-M-Malcolm in the Middle, in the middle, like a pickle
I-I-In bed with your ho, gettin' tickled
On the-On the roof, smokin' blunts, playin' fiddles
It's not that hard to figure it out, not a riddle
(Not a riddle, not a riddle, not a riddle)
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3. |
Days
02:53
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NOVAGANG
Bloodhounds
Oh my fucking goodness, bro, holy shit
Haha
Woah, woah
Bloodhounds and NOVAGANG
Rock star, baby, I'ma tear apart (Tear apart)
Guitar, like I'm trying to park a car (Park a car)
Racks in, I just want to make a mark (Make a mark)
You're batshit, baby, I'ma take it far (Take it far)
Redacted, keep it silent in the dark (In the dark)
I got burns, let me open up my scars (My scars)
My gut turns every time I'm makin' art (Makin' art)
You're not sure, gotta make sure that you are (That you are)
Red shirt, I'ma rip it all apart (Apart)
It won't hurt in the moment I depart (Part), oh
Dances, stepping all on joker cards (Joker cards)
It's batshit, and I bloodied up my arm (My arm)
Sad shit, gotta hold onto your heart (Your heart)
Calling phones, but it's looking like a farce (Like a farce)
Hit a plug, I need a thousand in a day
I'm on a Vicodin delay, I'm gonna drown inside the lake
They tell me, "saturn, that you don't got what it take"
I lost sight of what they say, I put my idols in the cave
Boot in your face, I don't care what you say
Sword on my hip, and you know that shit slay
I'm a NOVA-hound 'til the day I decay
They can hate on me, I'ma say "It's okay"
I feel empty, please step in and rent me
Give me what you owe, all I'm looking for is plenty
Oh, there's a twenty, only one that wants me
Stab me in the back and even after, you still haunt me
I never thought things would never go my way
I'm telling you everything's not what you say
I bought a house just to die in it today
I seem annoying, so I'll just go away
Silent in the middle of the table
Can't speak, feeling mentally disabled
Walk around with a big fat label
"Don't talk to p4rkr, he's mentally unstable"
I feel like I am normally stressed out
Pushed away, so I have no IRLs now
New clips, feel like I'ma gun myself down
Shoutout saturn, doing big-ups, don't talk down now
Don't fuck with Bloodhounds (Bloodhounds), we keep some glizzwalds
You don't believe me? Go talk to Pitfall (Go talk to Pitfall)
You're so annoying, a fucking pinball
I'm gonna throw you, splat like a spitball (Like a spitball)
I'm getting weird looks, now I'm an oddball
Call me a loser, bitch, I'm an all-star (An all-star)
I sit at home, and just watch the rain fall
We stay protected like we carry an AllSpark (We carried AllSpark)
You fuck with us, then I'ma bomb your car
I can't stand to watch these pussies make it this far (Make it this far)
You pass my court, like a judge, you'll get disbarred
Take care of you, then take you out to the shipyard (To the shipyard)
That went extremely fucking well
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