Vinegar

(Uh, yeah, uh, yeah)

In it time moves slow
20 frames in a second feels like 4
And I feel alone
Anybody? Anybody? Anybody?

And I forgot what I last said
Thank god for this meal and a warm bed
Got dreams for the stage and they're not dead
Make 'em come true with my homies that I just met

Fresh up out the mud getting to the bag
Going up and I'm going bad
WHO'S SIENNA? finna get the bag
Pussy niggas wave that white flag

Blowing up your bitch in my room
Walking in that's your fucking doom
Sweep a nigga like a fucking broom
I'll lead a nigga to his doom

Who the fuck is this talking shit?
Talking 'bout we buy our streams
Hit 1000 in a week
And the haters wanna come behind their screens
'Cause we doing big things
I'm a Pasadena nigga with a nice flow

Ugly ass nigga with that ice tho
Niggas think I'm nice bro
Step up out the basement
With all that fucking hating
My nigga we gon' make it
My nigga we gon' make it

Boys I got boys
On some new shit
On some new shit

Boys I got boys
On some new shit
On some new shit

Boys I got boys
On some new shit
On some new shit

Boys I got boys
On some new shit
On some new shit

Downtown LA by the bay on vacation
Raise the bar raise the glass
Say fuck you to the haters
I am sorry I'm so vulgar I don't have the patience
Have the patience
I don't have the patience

Downtown LA by the bay on vacation
Raise the bar raise the glass
Say fuck you to the haters
I am sorry I'm so vulgar I don't have the patience
Have the patience
I don't have the patience



Credits
Writer(s): Josiah Bowles
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