LAST BREATH
Haway
Ladies and Gentlemen
Weighing in at a combined 350 pounds
Standing 12 feet 9 inches tall
From Boulder, Colorado
3OH!3
3OH!3
3OH!
Sick of feeling useless, sick of feeling dumb
Sick of feeling like we're living by the gun
Over being cautious under all the stress
Drowning in the bullshit with this last breath
Things have gone and changed up, yeah
Used to have a top eight, yeah
Now I got this sinking feeling
Bite down while the snake skin's peeling (yeah, yeah)
We right here
Petey Pablo gonna spin his shirt like a helicopter
You can take it off
Rub it on your skin like some peanut butter, spread it on, lick it off
Wait right there, woo, take a second look around
Who's gonna be the one you're gonna trust
When your metal fingers rust
And you're digging deeper, deeper underground, underground?
3OH!3
Colorado
3-
Sick of feeling useless, sick of feeling dumb
Sick of feeling like we're living by the gun
Over being cautious under all the stress
Drowning in the bullshit with this last breath
Switch the hitter for the pitcher, yeah
Sell the soul and get much richer, yeah
Now I got this chipped-up shoulder
Redder than the Devil's boner
We right here
Natty drop a beat on your face like an older brother
You can soak it in
Put it in your mouth like a vitamin, suck it in, spit it out
Don't move so fast, psych
Maybe you should pick it up, speed it up, show me that you give a f-
'Cause I been sitting here waiting
Waiting on your boyfriend to eat him up, eat him up, eat him up
3OH!3
3OH!3
3-
Ladies and Gentlemen
Weighing in at a combined 350 pounds
Standing 12 feet 9 inches tall
From Boulder, Colorado
3OH!3
3OH!3
3OH!
Sick of feeling useless, sick of feeling dumb
Sick of feeling like we're living by the gun
Over being cautious under all the stress
Drowning in the bullshit with this last breath
Things have gone and changed up, yeah
Used to have a top eight, yeah
Now I got this sinking feeling
Bite down while the snake skin's peeling (yeah, yeah)
We right here
Petey Pablo gonna spin his shirt like a helicopter
You can take it off
Rub it on your skin like some peanut butter, spread it on, lick it off
Wait right there, woo, take a second look around
Who's gonna be the one you're gonna trust
When your metal fingers rust
And you're digging deeper, deeper underground, underground?
3OH!3
Colorado
3-
Sick of feeling useless, sick of feeling dumb
Sick of feeling like we're living by the gun
Over being cautious under all the stress
Drowning in the bullshit with this last breath
Switch the hitter for the pitcher, yeah
Sell the soul and get much richer, yeah
Now I got this chipped-up shoulder
Redder than the Devil's boner
We right here
Natty drop a beat on your face like an older brother
You can soak it in
Put it in your mouth like a vitamin, suck it in, spit it out
Don't move so fast, psych
Maybe you should pick it up, speed it up, show me that you give a f-
'Cause I been sitting here waiting
Waiting on your boyfriend to eat him up, eat him up, eat him up
3OH!3
3OH!3
3-
Credits
Writer(s): Nathaniel Motte, Sean Foreman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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