Heisman
Had to shake my hand off cause the pens hot
She wants to come over I said I think not
Nights at Derek's house I would sleep on a cot
Memories of the past I think about 'em a lot
Red and white stripes just like a candy cane
I always use my signal when I switch the lanes
Shoot from half court just like my name was Dame
Childhood movies play on VHS tapes
Wake up in the morning all I smell is bacon
3 am locked up in my basement
Music to me is what has overtaken
I'm Killin all these verses like my name is Jason
I'm padding all my stats just like a heisman
Always asking myself "where has the time went"
Trying my best to keep myself content
What my future entails I think it's evident
But coming from me I might be biased
So I think we need to stick to the science
Connecticut's best lyrical tyrant
Put the pressure on you hoes just like a hydrant
Try to find some ways to hide all the trauma
That's when I go and smoke some marijuana
Wanna support the fam and count up all the commas
I'm tryna give back to you that's why I do it momma
Dry mouth will fuck up my acoustics
James Harden choked again go back to Houston
Got a bad grade cause I didn't follow the rubric
Italian at heart put my mouth around a toothpick
Gas charges add up on my credit card
Sunday morning hungover eating barnyards
I gotta give respects back to the old guard
But now I'm killing all these songs like I got no regard
She wants to come over I said I think not
Nights at Derek's house I would sleep on a cot
Memories of the past I think about 'em a lot
Red and white stripes just like a candy cane
I always use my signal when I switch the lanes
Shoot from half court just like my name was Dame
Childhood movies play on VHS tapes
Wake up in the morning all I smell is bacon
3 am locked up in my basement
Music to me is what has overtaken
I'm Killin all these verses like my name is Jason
I'm padding all my stats just like a heisman
Always asking myself "where has the time went"
Trying my best to keep myself content
What my future entails I think it's evident
But coming from me I might be biased
So I think we need to stick to the science
Connecticut's best lyrical tyrant
Put the pressure on you hoes just like a hydrant
Try to find some ways to hide all the trauma
That's when I go and smoke some marijuana
Wanna support the fam and count up all the commas
I'm tryna give back to you that's why I do it momma
Dry mouth will fuck up my acoustics
James Harden choked again go back to Houston
Got a bad grade cause I didn't follow the rubric
Italian at heart put my mouth around a toothpick
Gas charges add up on my credit card
Sunday morning hungover eating barnyards
I gotta give respects back to the old guard
But now I'm killing all these songs like I got no regard
Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Fine
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.