19
Like Malone yeah
Up in stone yeah
All unkown yeah
In my bones yeah
Na na na na
Na na na na
Na na na na
Na na na na
Na na na na
Na na na na
Na na na na
Na na na na
I got these melodies all bouncing in my dome yeah
Forget the pen, I'll put the lyrics on my phone yeah
She's into me even when she knows I'm not blown yeah
I'm just 19, but it feels like I'm all grown yeah
Boxed up, going round in circles like Malone yeah
Manifest the future, write it up in stone yeah
Don't trip, the soon to come is unknown yeah
Write heat, to warm the shivers in my bones yeah
Framed and perfect, I just gotta take a pic
Kinda jealous when I'm chilling with the clique
Some maybe think that the melodies don't fit
I express I'm really not trying to be slick
But I still drop the rhymes, all time I got these homonyms like
I got the thyme, that's why these words be spicy and still young like
Friendly, and they offend me
Try to act nice, emotional medley
My bro, he think, that I got chicks all on my line like it's bungee
On the microphone
Shoutout little Wym cause I got 223's up in your dome
Forget the action
But it's action
We're stars up in a movie
I got tunes like looney
Why're you so moody?
You shine cause you're a ruby
I got these melodies all bouncing in my dome yeah
Forget the pen, I'll put the lyrics on my phone yeah
She's into me even when she knows I'm not blown yeah
I'm just 19, but it feels like I'm all grown yeah
Boxed up, going round in circles like Malone yeah
Manifest the future, write it up in stone yeah
Don't trip, the soon to come is unknown yeah
Write heat, to warm the shivers in my bones yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Push the car, let's go
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Hold on don't let go
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Cut 'em off and mow
Ayy ayy ayy ayy
Rising up like dough
Yeah
Do, Re, Mi, Fa
I got beats like speakers
I got heat like fevers
Might blow up like ethers
Swipe the card, no dealer
King like Julius Caesar
Got degrees like teachers
Doors go up like Beamers
You look Grimm, no reaper
I like chips, when mixed with fish, that's smoked, not talking Reefer
I move easy, don't like pain, not a sucker, Khalifa
She say she a diva
And so tough like Shiva
Aftertaste like Stevia
I got these melodies all bouncing in my dome yeah
Forget the pen, I'll put the lyrics on my phone yeah
She's into me even when she knows I'm not blown yeah
I'm just 19, but it feels like I'm all grown yeah
Boxed up, going round in circles like Malone yeah
Manifest the future, write it up in stone yeah
Don't trip, the soon to come is unknown yeah
Write heat, to warm the shivers in my bones yeah
I got these melodies all bouncing in my dome yeah
Forget the pen, I'll put the lyrics on my phone yeah
She's into me even when she knows I'm not blown yeah
I'm just 19, but it feels like I'm all grown yeah
Boxed up, going round in circles like Malone yeah
Manifest the future, write it up in stone yeah
Don't trip, the soon to come is unknown yeah
Write heat, to warm the shivers in my bones yeah
Boxed up, going round in circles like Malone yeah
Manifest the future, write it up in stone yeah
Don't trip, the soon to come is unknown yeah
Write heat, to warm the shivers in my bones yeah
(Haha, hah)
Up in stone yeah
All unkown yeah
In my bones yeah
Na na na na
Na na na na
Na na na na
Na na na na
Na na na na
Na na na na
Na na na na
Na na na na
I got these melodies all bouncing in my dome yeah
Forget the pen, I'll put the lyrics on my phone yeah
She's into me even when she knows I'm not blown yeah
I'm just 19, but it feels like I'm all grown yeah
Boxed up, going round in circles like Malone yeah
Manifest the future, write it up in stone yeah
Don't trip, the soon to come is unknown yeah
Write heat, to warm the shivers in my bones yeah
Framed and perfect, I just gotta take a pic
Kinda jealous when I'm chilling with the clique
Some maybe think that the melodies don't fit
I express I'm really not trying to be slick
But I still drop the rhymes, all time I got these homonyms like
I got the thyme, that's why these words be spicy and still young like
Friendly, and they offend me
Try to act nice, emotional medley
My bro, he think, that I got chicks all on my line like it's bungee
On the microphone
Shoutout little Wym cause I got 223's up in your dome
Forget the action
But it's action
We're stars up in a movie
I got tunes like looney
Why're you so moody?
You shine cause you're a ruby
I got these melodies all bouncing in my dome yeah
Forget the pen, I'll put the lyrics on my phone yeah
She's into me even when she knows I'm not blown yeah
I'm just 19, but it feels like I'm all grown yeah
Boxed up, going round in circles like Malone yeah
Manifest the future, write it up in stone yeah
Don't trip, the soon to come is unknown yeah
Write heat, to warm the shivers in my bones yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Push the car, let's go
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Hold on don't let go
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Cut 'em off and mow
Ayy ayy ayy ayy
Rising up like dough
Yeah
Do, Re, Mi, Fa
I got beats like speakers
I got heat like fevers
Might blow up like ethers
Swipe the card, no dealer
King like Julius Caesar
Got degrees like teachers
Doors go up like Beamers
You look Grimm, no reaper
I like chips, when mixed with fish, that's smoked, not talking Reefer
I move easy, don't like pain, not a sucker, Khalifa
She say she a diva
And so tough like Shiva
Aftertaste like Stevia
I got these melodies all bouncing in my dome yeah
Forget the pen, I'll put the lyrics on my phone yeah
She's into me even when she knows I'm not blown yeah
I'm just 19, but it feels like I'm all grown yeah
Boxed up, going round in circles like Malone yeah
Manifest the future, write it up in stone yeah
Don't trip, the soon to come is unknown yeah
Write heat, to warm the shivers in my bones yeah
I got these melodies all bouncing in my dome yeah
Forget the pen, I'll put the lyrics on my phone yeah
She's into me even when she knows I'm not blown yeah
I'm just 19, but it feels like I'm all grown yeah
Boxed up, going round in circles like Malone yeah
Manifest the future, write it up in stone yeah
Don't trip, the soon to come is unknown yeah
Write heat, to warm the shivers in my bones yeah
Boxed up, going round in circles like Malone yeah
Manifest the future, write it up in stone yeah
Don't trip, the soon to come is unknown yeah
Write heat, to warm the shivers in my bones yeah
(Haha, hah)
Credits
Writer(s): Dire Ebegbulem
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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