Mass Hysteria

Welcome to the world of JS PUNCH
We need a sacrifice, this shit is eye for an eye
Seq got competition, way we set the bar so fucking high
You either in or you out, you either do or die
So hop up in the ship 'cause this shit finna head up to the sky
TWxWKS up in this bitch and yeah, we got a fucking mission
To fly around the universe and scoop up all y'all bitches
We built this up for months, this shit was not no split decision
So best believe when we pull up
We catchin' all y'all slipping (Catchin' all y'all slipping)
Say what you feel, I'm like fuck it, I'm with 'addelos
I fuck with you, I don't how to pronounce it though
Wake up in the morning, I put on a show for ghosts
If you always bring the least, I gotta do the most
I ain't been to Paris, but I got more bread than Frenchmen
We done made an album and I might just be the linchpin
I just talked to shorty, I think she want more than friendship
I told her I love her but it's time to board the-
You, come on, come inside
We need a sacrifice
Need some blood up on our plates, I need an alibi
A symphony of metal travel past the fuckin' skies
When you the biggest in the room, you never gotta lie
Gotta believe just like PaRappa when I'm spittin' on the track
If I ever doubt myself I know my kin have got my back
Spray you with that two-two-three, that's that lil' water gun attack
I'ma clean out all you hoes, y'all ain't nothing but some plaque (Yuh)
More toxic than Chernobyl, I'm tired of these yokels
You bitches ain't the focal, I hope you all go explode
I smoke a fucking boatload, I make her scream like Yoko
I make her scream like oh no, I think I'm in the wrong hole
Ayy, ayy (Kinship)
Ayy, ayy, ayy (Kinship)
Ayy, ayy (Kinship)
Ayy, ayy, ayy (Kinship)
Gotta use the cards you dealt with, I got aces high
Why you fuckin' with us? You got bigger fish to fry
Constellations in my cup, I'm sippin' Gemini
You know we are not the same, we never seein' eye to eye
Pass the blunt around the spaceship, gettin' wizard high
We smokin' ninety three, you be smokin' pesticides
The game is dyin', but we in here to revitalize
Step aside, tryna fuck with TWxWKS, that's my ride or die
(Yeah)
Skrt, skrt, bulletproof whip
Fly off, cops chasin', but it's mine, bitch
I'm going left, going right, that's a lane switch
Over tunnels, under bridges, this is my ship
Can't shoot my eyes out, I'ma make you cry now
I ain't win elections, bet you're mad the ship is mine now
TWxWKS are my passengers, speakers play the vibes now
Heard domestic terrorism includes joy rides now?
Try me in a court of law, judge can't kill the vibe though
Prison cell turnt, yeah the guards can't kill the vibe though
Swingin' on the gallows, you can't execute the vibe though
I'm number one on top, don't you dare fuck up my high, bro
Leader of the country got his own fuckin' batmobile
Bulletproof windows with the tint, nothing is revealed
Leather interior on the seats, yeah that's clean for sure
I ate her interior then she cream, that ain't clean no more
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
I'm amphibious
Origin mysterious
Doc-documentaries on CBS
Uh, uh, man I'm not a toad, I'm a frog (I croak, you broke)
Man you not thug, you a fraud (I croak, you broke)
I jump around and shit (I croak, you broke)
Greener grass, camouflage into these Benjamins (I croak, you broke)
You already know I'm hungry as fuck
I'm about to snack on some flies and some mud
(I croak, you broke)
(I croak, you broke)
Roll up to the pond with some frog baddies (I croak, you broke)
Spongebob pullin' up we eat some Krabby Patties (I croak, you broke)
Jumpin' out the lambo, 'cause I'm a frog (I croak, you broke)
Kermit got his banjo, we goin' off (I croak, you broke)
Skrt (Kinship)
Skrt (Kinship)
Skrt



Credits
Writer(s): Bruno Argyle, George Monheim, Jaxon Swove, Js Punch, Sequoia Acres, Tabris Miller, Travis Wellmore, Twxwks
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