Got To Be
I be messed up every weekend, I'm like
"I don't know why I've been drinkin' up"
I be messed up every weekend, I'm like
"I don't know why I've been smokin' up"
I don't know why (i don't know why)
I mess myself up every weekend
I don't know why (i don't know why)
I mess myself up every weekend
(Give me back my sounds!)
Can't stop, won't stop
Ride around, smokin' that indo
Summertime, lockdown
2020, my time, uh (ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
It got to be (bando!)
Just one girl's a lot for me
I mean obviously
If the world's gone down, I've got to see
I mean, I got to see
Bad girl wanna fuck hot guy
Fake man wanna play both sides
Red tip, lookin' like hot fries
Two-piece, give 'em that Popeyes
Hollow man die like rat man
Rude boy gonna get red banned (bando!)
Eat 'em good like Pac-Man
It got to be
Two sticks, cop car
Two clips, pop star
Take back, Coolio
Shake that booty hole
ASAP, Four Five
Both knees, both eyes
Too hot, don't stop
It got to be
Can't stop, won't stop
Ride around runnin' that, too turnt
Summertime lockdown
2020, my time, uh
It got to be
Can't stop, won't stop
Ride around runnin' that, too turnt
Summertime lockdown
2020, my time, uh
It got to be
If the world's gone blind, then I can see
Only I can see
If the world's gone blind, then I can see
Only I can see
Pullin' up, Five Guys, red like ketchup
Why do I feel so special?
I'm on that run like (bando! Bando!)
I got a flash like a camera
Sketchy like Joe Montana (don't stop)
Put it in my face (don't stop)
Ten point eight
I'm out of breath, ho
Do it 'cause I said so
Trappin' out the Bando, Bando, Ban
I told y'all niggas
Y'all thought I was playing but Gambino's back in this motherfucker
None of y'all are safe!
Someone turn the motherfuckin' bass up
They gon' find your homeboy face up
Lookin' for me like you gon' say somethin'
Talkin' that shit, you gon' pay for it
Talkin', I'm still on fire, fire
Happy, you still gon' die, die
Cappin', you still gon' lie, lie
Got to be
We can all go
Now we are all in this
Close your eyes
And share our happiness
We can all go
Now we are all in this
Close your eyes
And share our happiness
"I don't know why I've been drinkin' up"
I be messed up every weekend, I'm like
"I don't know why I've been smokin' up"
I don't know why (i don't know why)
I mess myself up every weekend
I don't know why (i don't know why)
I mess myself up every weekend
(Give me back my sounds!)
Can't stop, won't stop
Ride around, smokin' that indo
Summertime, lockdown
2020, my time, uh (ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
It got to be (bando!)
Just one girl's a lot for me
I mean obviously
If the world's gone down, I've got to see
I mean, I got to see
Bad girl wanna fuck hot guy
Fake man wanna play both sides
Red tip, lookin' like hot fries
Two-piece, give 'em that Popeyes
Hollow man die like rat man
Rude boy gonna get red banned (bando!)
Eat 'em good like Pac-Man
It got to be
Two sticks, cop car
Two clips, pop star
Take back, Coolio
Shake that booty hole
ASAP, Four Five
Both knees, both eyes
Too hot, don't stop
It got to be
Can't stop, won't stop
Ride around runnin' that, too turnt
Summertime lockdown
2020, my time, uh
It got to be
Can't stop, won't stop
Ride around runnin' that, too turnt
Summertime lockdown
2020, my time, uh
It got to be
If the world's gone blind, then I can see
Only I can see
If the world's gone blind, then I can see
Only I can see
Pullin' up, Five Guys, red like ketchup
Why do I feel so special?
I'm on that run like (bando! Bando!)
I got a flash like a camera
Sketchy like Joe Montana (don't stop)
Put it in my face (don't stop)
Ten point eight
I'm out of breath, ho
Do it 'cause I said so
Trappin' out the Bando, Bando, Ban
I told y'all niggas
Y'all thought I was playing but Gambino's back in this motherfucker
None of y'all are safe!
Someone turn the motherfuckin' bass up
They gon' find your homeboy face up
Lookin' for me like you gon' say somethin'
Talkin' that shit, you gon' pay for it
Talkin', I'm still on fire, fire
Happy, you still gon' die, die
Cappin', you still gon' lie, lie
Got to be
We can all go
Now we are all in this
Close your eyes
And share our happiness
We can all go
Now we are all in this
Close your eyes
And share our happiness
Credits
Writer(s): Donald Glover, Richard Finch, Harry Wayne Casey, Luther Roderick Campbell, Tyler Johnson, Michael Uzowuru Chinosmso, Keith Flint, Liam Howlett, Keith Palmer
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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