Aw Yeah!
Check it out now
Slappin', slappin'
Check it out now
Yo
Slappin' like your motherfucking step-dad
Still i gotta wonder where the checks at?
Fuck a milli i need ten grand
Yo i just wanna live like the next man
No wet sand, no caribbean
Hard work, you can check my curriculum
Fake MC's, i'm correcting 'em
Words on a page, i'm connecting 'em
Handle my business in candlelight dinners
Aint a beat from no sampling beginner
Channel my anger a challengin' spitter
Leave your career in shambles n splitters
The rythm is ticking, damn i'm sicker
Hittin' like liquor hits kids in the liver
If i was a spirit then i'd be whisky, neat
Ayo check out the beat
Say aw yeah (Aw yeah)
Fuck yeah (Fuck yeah)
Hell yeah (Hell yeah)
Sant da man (Sant da man)
Say aw yeah (Aw yeah)
Fuck yeah (Fuck yeah)
Hell yeah (Hell yeah)
Sant da man (Sant da man)
Damn this shit sound good
Throwin' in chords that you wish you would
Throwin' in words that you know you should
Craftin' the sound that you wish you could
Damn this shit sound good
Throwin' in chords that you wish you knew
Throwin' in words that you know to be true
Craftin' the sound that you wish you brew
Damn this shit so good
Type a beat put your bitch in the mood
Type a heat that'll burn your food
Move your feet to the rythm of the groove
Damn this shit so good
Make you wanna say woo
Make you wanna say WOO
Make you wanna say OH SHIT
Make you wanna eat your spinache
Make you wanna be friends with grimace
Make you wanna be down with the grinch
Make you wanna say "Fuck David Lynch"
Make you wanna steal from your mom's purse
And donate that shit to the local church
Make you wanna quit smoking cigs
In fact that aint bad ayo quit that shit
Make you wanna stick to the weed
Go into the comments write "That aint it, chief"
Make you wanna lace your shoes
Drink some ayahuasca, taste the truth
Make you wanna get real drunk
Get real real dumb
Go Outside, Hit and Run
Aint life fun?
Say aw yeah (Aw yeah)
Fuck yeah (Fuck yeah)
Hell yeah (Hell yeah)
Sant da man (Sant da man)
Say aw yeah (Aw yeah)
Fuck yeah (Fuck yeah)
Hell yeah (Hell yeah)
Sant da man (Sant da man)
Slappin', slappin'
Check it out now
Yo
Slappin' like your motherfucking step-dad
Still i gotta wonder where the checks at?
Fuck a milli i need ten grand
Yo i just wanna live like the next man
No wet sand, no caribbean
Hard work, you can check my curriculum
Fake MC's, i'm correcting 'em
Words on a page, i'm connecting 'em
Handle my business in candlelight dinners
Aint a beat from no sampling beginner
Channel my anger a challengin' spitter
Leave your career in shambles n splitters
The rythm is ticking, damn i'm sicker
Hittin' like liquor hits kids in the liver
If i was a spirit then i'd be whisky, neat
Ayo check out the beat
Say aw yeah (Aw yeah)
Fuck yeah (Fuck yeah)
Hell yeah (Hell yeah)
Sant da man (Sant da man)
Say aw yeah (Aw yeah)
Fuck yeah (Fuck yeah)
Hell yeah (Hell yeah)
Sant da man (Sant da man)
Damn this shit sound good
Throwin' in chords that you wish you would
Throwin' in words that you know you should
Craftin' the sound that you wish you could
Damn this shit sound good
Throwin' in chords that you wish you knew
Throwin' in words that you know to be true
Craftin' the sound that you wish you brew
Damn this shit so good
Type a beat put your bitch in the mood
Type a heat that'll burn your food
Move your feet to the rythm of the groove
Damn this shit so good
Make you wanna say woo
Make you wanna say WOO
Make you wanna say OH SHIT
Make you wanna eat your spinache
Make you wanna be friends with grimace
Make you wanna be down with the grinch
Make you wanna say "Fuck David Lynch"
Make you wanna steal from your mom's purse
And donate that shit to the local church
Make you wanna quit smoking cigs
In fact that aint bad ayo quit that shit
Make you wanna stick to the weed
Go into the comments write "That aint it, chief"
Make you wanna lace your shoes
Drink some ayahuasca, taste the truth
Make you wanna get real drunk
Get real real dumb
Go Outside, Hit and Run
Aint life fun?
Say aw yeah (Aw yeah)
Fuck yeah (Fuck yeah)
Hell yeah (Hell yeah)
Sant da man (Sant da man)
Say aw yeah (Aw yeah)
Fuck yeah (Fuck yeah)
Hell yeah (Hell yeah)
Sant da man (Sant da man)
Credits
Writer(s): Santiago Gamarra
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