Bacardi 151 Had to Be Discontinued.
人酒を飲む
酒酒を飲む
酒人を飲む
Yo, you okay man?
Bleh
Head in the fryer I been battering my brain
Bacardi shots burn putting heat on your name
Molotov spitter stood out in the rain
Earwig flow now I'm getting in your brain
Got your thoughts moving getting head on the train
Brown skin figure sweeter than sugar cane
Automatic drive there ain't no one in my lane
Money and the progress yeah I'm stacking up change
Allow all the talk, we all know you ain't a bad man
Liquor hit my stomach then I turn into a madman
You know I got the heat so your girl catching suntan
Dont make hangman like my name was Santan
My name is Michael Inaka Prince
If you act like a mug then you'll just get rinsed
If theres notes on ya pocket then might get pinched
Dont have to explain it's just how I do tings
Cuntree boy so I don't give a fuck
Born in the dirt and raised in the muck
Kiss ma teeth tell your mum get sucked
Hitting those shots till the bottles pile up
Cuntree boy so I don't give a fuck
Born in the dirt and raised in the muck
Kiss ma teeth tell your mum get sucked
Hitting those shots till the bottles pile up
Yea, swing my head like heavy metal
I got scores I need to settle
2-stepping with the devil
Doing dabs off gold medals
Gimmie bass dont need the treble
I'm just out here like a rebel
Trying to get up on my level
Yea, I'm boiling like a kettle
Trying to resonate higher frequencies
Looking for a girl with the decency
Cleaner than your hands during COVID-19
Drink till I'm so lean I disappear from the scene
See me do it so I did it
Only spit it if I lived it
Only lived it to get lifted
They just told me that I'm gifted
Tryna tell me what it is
But we both know what it isn't
Get your mind up out the prison
Yea, I swear that I'm so different
Skin is made of caramel
Parking up in parallel
Writing text in parables
I'm flexing like an animal
Wild and so free
Act like you know me
You wont see a man like me on ya tv screen
Cuntree boy so I don't give a fuck
Born in the dirt and raised in the muck
Kiss ma teeth tell your mum get sucked
Hitting those shots till the bottles pile up
Cuntree boy so I don't give a fuck
Born in the dirt and raised in the muck
Kiss ma teeth tell your mum get sucked
Hitting those shots till the bottles pile up
City boi and I don't give a-
Yo, what the fuck you doing bruv
Yo
I got demons
So I wanna free em
Do you wanna meet em
Do you see em at the bottom of this fucking bottle
Flammable is the party
With Bacardi 1 5 1 the fuel, the fire and the throttle, yea
City boy and I don't give a fuck, don't give a fuck
Call my mom and tell her that I fucking love her
Cuz tonight imma act a fool and prolly wake up in the morning
As another person's fucking problem
Tell me why I do this
I choose this, true bliss,
Miss me with your fear and your need to be coddled
Darkness, an accomplice in the tunnel
The more friends you have, the more fire in the bottle
Lose control in the flame and my name m3tagame is the same as the plan that you claim
Cynically automatic static train of thought and I'm probably problematic but more clinically sane
City boi and I don't give a fuck
Miami-Dade 305 like what
Kiss ma teeth and tell your pops get fucked
Hitting them shots till the bottles pile up
City boi and I don't give a fuck
Miami-Dade 305 like what
Kiss ma teeth and tell your pops get fucked
Hitting them shots till the bottles pile up
酒酒を飲む
酒人を飲む
Yo, you okay man?
Bleh
Head in the fryer I been battering my brain
Bacardi shots burn putting heat on your name
Molotov spitter stood out in the rain
Earwig flow now I'm getting in your brain
Got your thoughts moving getting head on the train
Brown skin figure sweeter than sugar cane
Automatic drive there ain't no one in my lane
Money and the progress yeah I'm stacking up change
Allow all the talk, we all know you ain't a bad man
Liquor hit my stomach then I turn into a madman
You know I got the heat so your girl catching suntan
Dont make hangman like my name was Santan
My name is Michael Inaka Prince
If you act like a mug then you'll just get rinsed
If theres notes on ya pocket then might get pinched
Dont have to explain it's just how I do tings
Cuntree boy so I don't give a fuck
Born in the dirt and raised in the muck
Kiss ma teeth tell your mum get sucked
Hitting those shots till the bottles pile up
Cuntree boy so I don't give a fuck
Born in the dirt and raised in the muck
Kiss ma teeth tell your mum get sucked
Hitting those shots till the bottles pile up
Yea, swing my head like heavy metal
I got scores I need to settle
2-stepping with the devil
Doing dabs off gold medals
Gimmie bass dont need the treble
I'm just out here like a rebel
Trying to get up on my level
Yea, I'm boiling like a kettle
Trying to resonate higher frequencies
Looking for a girl with the decency
Cleaner than your hands during COVID-19
Drink till I'm so lean I disappear from the scene
See me do it so I did it
Only spit it if I lived it
Only lived it to get lifted
They just told me that I'm gifted
Tryna tell me what it is
But we both know what it isn't
Get your mind up out the prison
Yea, I swear that I'm so different
Skin is made of caramel
Parking up in parallel
Writing text in parables
I'm flexing like an animal
Wild and so free
Act like you know me
You wont see a man like me on ya tv screen
Cuntree boy so I don't give a fuck
Born in the dirt and raised in the muck
Kiss ma teeth tell your mum get sucked
Hitting those shots till the bottles pile up
Cuntree boy so I don't give a fuck
Born in the dirt and raised in the muck
Kiss ma teeth tell your mum get sucked
Hitting those shots till the bottles pile up
City boi and I don't give a-
Yo, what the fuck you doing bruv
Yo
I got demons
So I wanna free em
Do you wanna meet em
Do you see em at the bottom of this fucking bottle
Flammable is the party
With Bacardi 1 5 1 the fuel, the fire and the throttle, yea
City boy and I don't give a fuck, don't give a fuck
Call my mom and tell her that I fucking love her
Cuz tonight imma act a fool and prolly wake up in the morning
As another person's fucking problem
Tell me why I do this
I choose this, true bliss,
Miss me with your fear and your need to be coddled
Darkness, an accomplice in the tunnel
The more friends you have, the more fire in the bottle
Lose control in the flame and my name m3tagame is the same as the plan that you claim
Cynically automatic static train of thought and I'm probably problematic but more clinically sane
City boi and I don't give a fuck
Miami-Dade 305 like what
Kiss ma teeth and tell your pops get fucked
Hitting them shots till the bottles pile up
City boi and I don't give a fuck
Miami-Dade 305 like what
Kiss ma teeth and tell your pops get fucked
Hitting them shots till the bottles pile up
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Writer(s): Michael Goodchild
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