The American Beatles - Bonus Track

Bitch we the American Beatles
Lucy in the sky I'm too fly like a seagull
Run up on me by you gon die to my deagel
They gon watch like a movie take a clip like I'm regal

Haters say it's fake, how can you fake this?
I know it's your cake but can't you shake it?
Ice on my wrist who knows who made it
Hands on her waist but I don't date shit
Folks with the knots I tried to tie it
Bitch want to talk you know I'm dying
Girls get the hots I know they trying
Don't fuck with thots they all just whining
American Beatles, lords with the rings like Sméagol
Eleanor Rigby, look at those broke ass people
Rollin in dough I'm kneading it like a bagel
They call it out loud ass bitch like a bugle

They didn't wanna see me get up on the track
I'm hitting this shit out the park like a bat
I got a strap but I never wear a mac
Little bitch mustard gas Hecker finna need a tic tac
Tic tac where the blicks at
Glick Glack got German bitches on my nut sack
Bitches tryna make up for the fucks that I lack
Bitches tryna make up when I hit it from the back
From the back got a big stack
Where the kiss at on the shelf by the side like a Knick Knack
Got a sick cat on a strap like a backpack
Never gone back too much fire on a playback
Got a six pack like Febreze on the track
Got a ditch that like a pic from a kodak
Got a lick on it gotta pop 20 Prozac
It is fire like its coming from the outback

Bitch we the American Beatles
Lucy in the sky I'm too fly like a seagull
Run up on me by you gon die to my deagel
They gon watch like a movie take a clip like I'm regal

Bitch we the American Beatles
Lucy in the sky I'm too fly like a seagull
Run up on me by you gon die to my deagel
They gon watch like a movie take a clip like I'm regal



Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Legere
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