Reel Em In
Reel em in, roll em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Big Ass Fish, count em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Big Ass Fish, count em up
Reel em in, roll em up
With me Brodie from Marrakech in the lighthouse
Out getting loaded then start fucking some fish mouth
Gull keep bugging so I'm about to freak out
Pass me the moonshine it's time to get knocked out
What did ye say me boy
I'll use your ass up like the altar boy
Best believe you gon shit on your corduroy
You'll be a cub like the capital of Illinois
I'm a fucking disgrace
I'm eating brill and it's over me face
I'm feeling empty can't keep up to pace but
I'm fucking trill cause I'll leave you in a brace
I've lost faith, lost grace
On the race for the case
Wanna chase? Anyplace
Outer space, name the date
Hit third base with a straight looking face
Showed up to the dock with a case of the ace
Big Ass Fish we hit hard like a mace
Bout to put the shanty game back in its place
Reel em in, roll em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Big Ass Fish, count em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Big Ass Fish, count em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Big Ass Fish, count em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Fished in the river caught me some sauce
Fishing in the stream like the fish gang boss
Fat fish swimming looking like Rick Ross
100k on the boat spending like Big Hoss
Smoked up the blunt, smoked up the trout
Would've smoked crack if it gave me the clout
Reeled in my girl made her scream made her shout
Voidhood pumped up the bass no more fucking about 'cause
Now we global
Yeah we had to hijack
Stacks to high yeah I'm cashed like Novak
Had to go AWOL, fucking like Bojack
She couldn't resist she rode me bareback on the yacht
Told me she not a thot
But I saw through the lies sent her off for a trot
Cherry pie
Flying high
Eating spinach with my cracker Popeye
Young sailor
Dressed by a tailor
P.A. call me while I'm fucking in my trailer
Fishing for the ice
Fishing for the dough
Fishing for the highs and I'm fishing for the lows
Yeah we Big Ass Fish
Serve it up on a dish
Tuna, trout, and a bish
Yeah you know we overfish when we
Reel em in, roll em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Big Ass Fish, count em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Big Ass Fish, count em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Big Ass Fish, count em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Big Ass Fish, count em up
Reel em in, roll em up
With me Brodie from Marrakech in the lighthouse
Out getting loaded then start fucking some fish mouth
Gull keep bugging so I'm about to freak out
Pass me the moonshine it's time to get knocked out
What did ye say me boy
I'll use your ass up like the altar boy
Best believe you gon shit on your corduroy
You'll be a cub like the capital of Illinois
I'm a fucking disgrace
I'm eating brill and it's over me face
I'm feeling empty can't keep up to pace but
I'm fucking trill cause I'll leave you in a brace
I've lost faith, lost grace
On the race for the case
Wanna chase? Anyplace
Outer space, name the date
Hit third base with a straight looking face
Showed up to the dock with a case of the ace
Big Ass Fish we hit hard like a mace
Bout to put the shanty game back in its place
Reel em in, roll em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Big Ass Fish, count em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Big Ass Fish, count em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Big Ass Fish, count em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Fished in the river caught me some sauce
Fishing in the stream like the fish gang boss
Fat fish swimming looking like Rick Ross
100k on the boat spending like Big Hoss
Smoked up the blunt, smoked up the trout
Would've smoked crack if it gave me the clout
Reeled in my girl made her scream made her shout
Voidhood pumped up the bass no more fucking about 'cause
Now we global
Yeah we had to hijack
Stacks to high yeah I'm cashed like Novak
Had to go AWOL, fucking like Bojack
She couldn't resist she rode me bareback on the yacht
Told me she not a thot
But I saw through the lies sent her off for a trot
Cherry pie
Flying high
Eating spinach with my cracker Popeye
Young sailor
Dressed by a tailor
P.A. call me while I'm fucking in my trailer
Fishing for the ice
Fishing for the dough
Fishing for the highs and I'm fishing for the lows
Yeah we Big Ass Fish
Serve it up on a dish
Tuna, trout, and a bish
Yeah you know we overfish when we
Reel em in, roll em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Big Ass Fish, count em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Reel em in, roll em up
Big Ass Fish, count em up
Reel em in, roll em up
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Writer(s): Nelson Blattman
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