Pedestrian
I don't write this music 'bout you bitch, you think you special
Pour the purple in my cup and watch me drink the vessel
Swerve the lane I'm going too fast I might crash the Tesla
Catch me if you can, motherfucker you can't catch up
I could run these numbers up, so should I call the check man
Mister Smith and Wesson drove the block and caught a dead man
You be cappin' cappin' don't try to act Pedestrian
I just caught a body but the corpse look like the Red Man
Glock you in the headband, do it with my left hand
I don't give a fuck about the bitch who fucked the Red Man
I know she from Lauderdale, but still stay with the dead-man
Now that motherfucker dead so who's paying the rent, man
I know sometimes be personal and confidential
I look her in the face and tell a lie and fuck her mental
I'm beating up her pussy jus' like she the instrumental
Popped a percy 30 mins ago and crashed the rental
I just popped a xanny, now I'm feeling sentimental
Drinking Hennessy in quarantine, this shit be stressful
I probably sleep too much 'cause I be fucking up my schedule
7 in the morning see me dancing with the devil
Naw, fuck that shit
Sip my cup when I off that shit
Like bitch, don't trip get off my dick
Like bitch, can't trick, stop all that shit
Tell me what you're thinking also tell me what you're scared of
Do you believe in demons, do you believe in the angels
I'm running from my problems and the things that I'm ashamed of
I never gave a fuck 'cause it be getting super painful
That shit getting super painful
Know I keep it 100, got to keep that shit like 10-fold
I don't write this music 'bout you bitch, you think you special
Pour the purple in my cup and watch me drink the vessel
Swerve the lane I'm going too fast I might crash the Tesla
Catch me if you can, motherfucker you can't catch up
I could run these numbers up, so should I call the check man
Mister Smith and Wesson drove the block and caught a dead man
You be cappin' cappin' don't try to act Pedestrian
I just caught a body but the corpse look like the Red Man
Glock you in the headband, do it with my left hand
I don't give a fuck about the bitch who fucked the Red Man
I know she from Lauderdale, but still stay with the dead-man
Now that motherfucker dead so who's paying the rent, man
I know sometimes be personal and confidential
I look her in the face and tell a lie and fuck her mental
I'm beating up her pussy jus' like she the instrumental
Popped a percy 30 mins ago and crashed the rental
I don't write this music 'bout you bitch, you think you special
Pour the purple in my cup and watch me drink the vessel
Swerve the lane I'm going too fast I might crash the Tesla
Catch me if you can, motherfucker you can't catch up
I could run these numbers up, so should I call the check man
Mister Smith and Wesson drove the block and caught a dead man
You be cappin' cappin' don't try to act Pedestrian
I just caught a body but the corpse look like the Red Man
Glock you in the headband, do it with my left hand
I don't give a fuck about the bitch who fucked the Red Man
I know she from Lauderdale, but still stay with the dead-man
Now that motherfucker dead so who's paying the rent, man
I know sometimes be personal and confidential
I look her in the face and tell a lie and fuck her mental
I'm beating up her pussy jus' like she the instrumental
Popped a percy 30 mins ago and crashed the rental
I don't write this music 'bout you bitch, you think you special
Pour the purple in my cup and watch me drink the vessel
Swerve the lane I'm going too fast I might crash the Tesla
Catch me if you can, motherfucker you can't catch up
I could run these numbers up, so should I call the check man
Mister Smith and Wesson drove the block and caught a dead man
You be cappin' cappin' don't try to act Pedestrian
I just caught a body but the corpse look like the Red Man
Pour the purple in my cup and watch me drink the vessel
Swerve the lane I'm going too fast I might crash the Tesla
Catch me if you can, motherfucker you can't catch up
I could run these numbers up, so should I call the check man
Mister Smith and Wesson drove the block and caught a dead man
You be cappin' cappin' don't try to act Pedestrian
I just caught a body but the corpse look like the Red Man
Glock you in the headband, do it with my left hand
I don't give a fuck about the bitch who fucked the Red Man
I know she from Lauderdale, but still stay with the dead-man
Now that motherfucker dead so who's paying the rent, man
I know sometimes be personal and confidential
I look her in the face and tell a lie and fuck her mental
I'm beating up her pussy jus' like she the instrumental
Popped a percy 30 mins ago and crashed the rental
I just popped a xanny, now I'm feeling sentimental
Drinking Hennessy in quarantine, this shit be stressful
I probably sleep too much 'cause I be fucking up my schedule
7 in the morning see me dancing with the devil
Naw, fuck that shit
Sip my cup when I off that shit
Like bitch, don't trip get off my dick
Like bitch, can't trick, stop all that shit
Tell me what you're thinking also tell me what you're scared of
Do you believe in demons, do you believe in the angels
I'm running from my problems and the things that I'm ashamed of
I never gave a fuck 'cause it be getting super painful
That shit getting super painful
Know I keep it 100, got to keep that shit like 10-fold
I don't write this music 'bout you bitch, you think you special
Pour the purple in my cup and watch me drink the vessel
Swerve the lane I'm going too fast I might crash the Tesla
Catch me if you can, motherfucker you can't catch up
I could run these numbers up, so should I call the check man
Mister Smith and Wesson drove the block and caught a dead man
You be cappin' cappin' don't try to act Pedestrian
I just caught a body but the corpse look like the Red Man
Glock you in the headband, do it with my left hand
I don't give a fuck about the bitch who fucked the Red Man
I know she from Lauderdale, but still stay with the dead-man
Now that motherfucker dead so who's paying the rent, man
I know sometimes be personal and confidential
I look her in the face and tell a lie and fuck her mental
I'm beating up her pussy jus' like she the instrumental
Popped a percy 30 mins ago and crashed the rental
I don't write this music 'bout you bitch, you think you special
Pour the purple in my cup and watch me drink the vessel
Swerve the lane I'm going too fast I might crash the Tesla
Catch me if you can, motherfucker you can't catch up
I could run these numbers up, so should I call the check man
Mister Smith and Wesson drove the block and caught a dead man
You be cappin' cappin' don't try to act Pedestrian
I just caught a body but the corpse look like the Red Man
Glock you in the headband, do it with my left hand
I don't give a fuck about the bitch who fucked the Red Man
I know she from Lauderdale, but still stay with the dead-man
Now that motherfucker dead so who's paying the rent, man
I know sometimes be personal and confidential
I look her in the face and tell a lie and fuck her mental
I'm beating up her pussy jus' like she the instrumental
Popped a percy 30 mins ago and crashed the rental
I don't write this music 'bout you bitch, you think you special
Pour the purple in my cup and watch me drink the vessel
Swerve the lane I'm going too fast I might crash the Tesla
Catch me if you can, motherfucker you can't catch up
I could run these numbers up, so should I call the check man
Mister Smith and Wesson drove the block and caught a dead man
You be cappin' cappin' don't try to act Pedestrian
I just caught a body but the corpse look like the Red Man
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Writer(s): Michael Tatton
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