BUTTERMILK
Alright, here we go
Bag it up
Buttermilk biscuit, ay
Butter color Wristees, ay
Butter on the axles (what?)
So the rims keep spinnin'
Got a new car, drive it past a bum
Feel guilt and I slide a few ones, but it doesn't help
We all share the same sun but like nothin' else
Pass by, try to let it out my mind, but
Problems we're facin', look
Can't fix with the blazin' butter
I'ma need a little help just to pull it off
Do the world need savin', or we let it fall?
Used to think I knew now I can't call at all
Blow a little blunt, smoke, got a friend to call
Maybe couple more parties, I'll forget 'til fall
But the blood money stain, can't wash it off
Corduroys and cobblestone, I'm cruisin' over by the sea
Forced hands played right, am I really free?
Start my car up, they're killin' in the Middle East
For the oil that I'm burnin' whippin' to a dinner feast drivin' my
Buttermilk biscuit, ay
Butter color Wristees, ay
Butter on the axles (what?)
So the rims keep spinnin'
Sounds so sweet, but it tastes a little sour, don't it? (Buttermilk)
All of this cream, boy, I'm billing by the hour so you- (buttermilk)
Used to wanna be a vagabond like Kai with the hatchet (with the hatchet)
Had a little phase where I almost bought a ratchet (bought a ratchet)
Had another one where I simped and I ass-kissed
All of that's done, now I'm kissed by the sun
But the sin stick to me like the butter on my dinner roll
Pink drink sticky instincts like Figaro
Funny, but I'm gettin' up (gettin' up)
You can laugh, but her nips and her hands both stickin' up
Let my face hit the rain when I'm lookin' up, look
How much until we've had enough?
When will cost outweigh convenience?
'Til this, I'm givin' subtle help, it's so thick
Buttermilk, buttermilk
Syrup on the cake make the butter melt
Buttermilk, buttermilk
Tradin' in the world for a lower hell
Lip sync our souls, lives that we never lived
Mixed drinks poured slow, sip it quick to forget
Big brink comin' up the road, boy, it's sink or swim
(Boy, it's sink or swim)
Before you say anything else, I wanna say
No matter what you do, and you deserve respect
Even if you make mistakes, you're lovable
And it doesn't matter your looks, skills, your age, your size, or anything
You're worthwhile
Bag it up
Buttermilk biscuit, ay
Butter color Wristees, ay
Butter on the axles (what?)
So the rims keep spinnin'
Got a new car, drive it past a bum
Feel guilt and I slide a few ones, but it doesn't help
We all share the same sun but like nothin' else
Pass by, try to let it out my mind, but
Problems we're facin', look
Can't fix with the blazin' butter
I'ma need a little help just to pull it off
Do the world need savin', or we let it fall?
Used to think I knew now I can't call at all
Blow a little blunt, smoke, got a friend to call
Maybe couple more parties, I'll forget 'til fall
But the blood money stain, can't wash it off
Corduroys and cobblestone, I'm cruisin' over by the sea
Forced hands played right, am I really free?
Start my car up, they're killin' in the Middle East
For the oil that I'm burnin' whippin' to a dinner feast drivin' my
Buttermilk biscuit, ay
Butter color Wristees, ay
Butter on the axles (what?)
So the rims keep spinnin'
Sounds so sweet, but it tastes a little sour, don't it? (Buttermilk)
All of this cream, boy, I'm billing by the hour so you- (buttermilk)
Used to wanna be a vagabond like Kai with the hatchet (with the hatchet)
Had a little phase where I almost bought a ratchet (bought a ratchet)
Had another one where I simped and I ass-kissed
All of that's done, now I'm kissed by the sun
But the sin stick to me like the butter on my dinner roll
Pink drink sticky instincts like Figaro
Funny, but I'm gettin' up (gettin' up)
You can laugh, but her nips and her hands both stickin' up
Let my face hit the rain when I'm lookin' up, look
How much until we've had enough?
When will cost outweigh convenience?
'Til this, I'm givin' subtle help, it's so thick
Buttermilk, buttermilk
Syrup on the cake make the butter melt
Buttermilk, buttermilk
Tradin' in the world for a lower hell
Lip sync our souls, lives that we never lived
Mixed drinks poured slow, sip it quick to forget
Big brink comin' up the road, boy, it's sink or swim
(Boy, it's sink or swim)
Before you say anything else, I wanna say
No matter what you do, and you deserve respect
Even if you make mistakes, you're lovable
And it doesn't matter your looks, skills, your age, your size, or anything
You're worthwhile
Credits
Writer(s): Jesse Katch
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