Ear Ecstasy
I've been geeked up and I've been taking molly
In Tennessee so much I think I feel like Miley
I'd go the extra mile just to see you smiling
I got brothers calm me down when I'm wailing
And my uncle keep it real, I thank god for it
I'm about to turn my brodi into a stylist
No, he did it on his own, should know I'm proud of him
I think she lying to me, pussy got mileage
In the strip club fresh outta college
Why we argue all the time, feel like violence
I don't pick up the phone when you dialing
I been fucked up tonight, got me spiraling
Just saw you walk in, good timing
Always take it left field, Joe Biden
Do a dance for me, long legs widen
Get a plastic bag, money keep piling in
Leave her face lookin like she just saw a ghost
Keep her face looking like it just got poked
Ima keep cash 'till the shit get mold
If they want to talk, let the story be told
Brand new bag, let the boys get old
For the Benjamin Franklins, she might get naked
Abraham Lincoln came from my home state
But he surely ain't enough to make a bitch on home
Bitch you can't play me no A.I.
I'm the coldest on the microphone, ain't I
I came from a generation that just wastes time
Life and blunts up in the matrix, FaceTime
We could hit a road, I got five on it
Big KY shit, I might die by it
When I do, put me six feet deep out in Louisville, Kentucky
You ain't seen nothing like me
I've been geeked up and I've been takin molly
In Tennessee so much I think I feel like Miley
I'd go the extra mile just to see you smiling
I got brothers calm me down when I'm wailing
And my uncle keep it real, I thank god for it
I'm about to turn my brodi into a stylist
No, he did it on his own, should know I'm proud of him
I think she lying to me, pussy got mileage
In the strip club fresh outta college
Why we argue all the time, feel like violence
I don't pick up the phone when you dialing
I been fucked up tonight, got me spiraling
Just saw you walk in, good timing
Always take it left field, Joe Biden
Do a dance for me, long legs widen
Get a plastic bag, money keep piling in
Why you worse than my vices, toxic
I just trying to brush it off in my cockpit
Always wanna start shit, please stop it
I can't lie, it's getting to me, I'm rotting
I would take the molly if you wasn't cutting up
Tell that girl to hollar then we cutting up
Say she want a baller then I'm cutting nets
Some things in this life I just don't understand
Honey water gon' help me sing
Visine gon' help me see
A good trip gon' set free
I've seen god, it ain't make believe
My bitch bad, don't need Maybelline
Another one just to stabilize
Nothing like an LA sunrise
Sunsets in Tennessee, yeah
I've been geeked up and I've been taking molly
In Tennessee so much I think I feel like Miley
I'd go the extra mile just to see you smiling
I got brothers calm me down when I'm wailing
And my uncle keep it real, I thank god for it
I'm about to turn my brodi into a stylist
No, he did it on his own, should know I'm proud of him
I think she lying to me, pussy got mileage
In the strip club fresh outta college
Why we argue all the time, feel like violence
I don't pick up the phone when you dialing
I been fucked up tonight, got me spiraling
Just saw you walk in, good timing
Always take it left field, Joe Biden
Do a dance for me, long legs widen
Get a plastic bag, money keep piling in
In Tennessee so much I think I feel like Miley
I'd go the extra mile just to see you smiling
I got brothers calm me down when I'm wailing
And my uncle keep it real, I thank god for it
I'm about to turn my brodi into a stylist
No, he did it on his own, should know I'm proud of him
I think she lying to me, pussy got mileage
In the strip club fresh outta college
Why we argue all the time, feel like violence
I don't pick up the phone when you dialing
I been fucked up tonight, got me spiraling
Just saw you walk in, good timing
Always take it left field, Joe Biden
Do a dance for me, long legs widen
Get a plastic bag, money keep piling in
Leave her face lookin like she just saw a ghost
Keep her face looking like it just got poked
Ima keep cash 'till the shit get mold
If they want to talk, let the story be told
Brand new bag, let the boys get old
For the Benjamin Franklins, she might get naked
Abraham Lincoln came from my home state
But he surely ain't enough to make a bitch on home
Bitch you can't play me no A.I.
I'm the coldest on the microphone, ain't I
I came from a generation that just wastes time
Life and blunts up in the matrix, FaceTime
We could hit a road, I got five on it
Big KY shit, I might die by it
When I do, put me six feet deep out in Louisville, Kentucky
You ain't seen nothing like me
I've been geeked up and I've been takin molly
In Tennessee so much I think I feel like Miley
I'd go the extra mile just to see you smiling
I got brothers calm me down when I'm wailing
And my uncle keep it real, I thank god for it
I'm about to turn my brodi into a stylist
No, he did it on his own, should know I'm proud of him
I think she lying to me, pussy got mileage
In the strip club fresh outta college
Why we argue all the time, feel like violence
I don't pick up the phone when you dialing
I been fucked up tonight, got me spiraling
Just saw you walk in, good timing
Always take it left field, Joe Biden
Do a dance for me, long legs widen
Get a plastic bag, money keep piling in
Why you worse than my vices, toxic
I just trying to brush it off in my cockpit
Always wanna start shit, please stop it
I can't lie, it's getting to me, I'm rotting
I would take the molly if you wasn't cutting up
Tell that girl to hollar then we cutting up
Say she want a baller then I'm cutting nets
Some things in this life I just don't understand
Honey water gon' help me sing
Visine gon' help me see
A good trip gon' set free
I've seen god, it ain't make believe
My bitch bad, don't need Maybelline
Another one just to stabilize
Nothing like an LA sunrise
Sunsets in Tennessee, yeah
I've been geeked up and I've been taking molly
In Tennessee so much I think I feel like Miley
I'd go the extra mile just to see you smiling
I got brothers calm me down when I'm wailing
And my uncle keep it real, I thank god for it
I'm about to turn my brodi into a stylist
No, he did it on his own, should know I'm proud of him
I think she lying to me, pussy got mileage
In the strip club fresh outta college
Why we argue all the time, feel like violence
I don't pick up the phone when you dialing
I been fucked up tonight, got me spiraling
Just saw you walk in, good timing
Always take it left field, Joe Biden
Do a dance for me, long legs widen
Get a plastic bag, money keep piling in
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Writer(s): Taylor Spoon
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