FAVELA
Yeah, okay, we ready
Came with a lethal machete
I use my right hand to kill
So I keep my hand still, keep it steady (steady), yeah
Re-up the script in advance
My right pocket full of them Xans, whoa (whoa), yeah
Back on prescriptions again
So I'm sliding pills with my friends, yeah, uh
Shit wasn't part of the plan
Fresh off the muscle, came straight out of Cairns, yeah
Stretchin' them rubbery bands
We came with the sticks, we a band, yeah
I got my head in the clouds, my head in my hands
No TSA when we land, yeah
Pull out the chopper, Beretta
Yeah, favela (favela), uh
We just touchеd down in Brazil, yeah
We came to fuck up the weather, yeah (ooh, yeah)
When it rains, it pours
So we all got Gucci umbrellas, yeah
You know the vibes when we out in favela
Favela, favela, favela (favela), uh
We came to fuck up the weather (ooh, yeah)
Yeah, we came to change the climate, baby
Can't nobody do it better, yeah, hol' up
Came with sticks, got no vendettas, yeah (whoo, whoo)
We out in Brazil, favela, favela
Favela, favela, favela
(We out in Brazil)
(We out in Brazil, yeah, in favela)
Yeah, pour some, baby (pour some, baby)
Fuck you, pay me (fuck you, pay me)
Out of my mind, staying in favelas lately, yeah
It's cold outside, I can tell she's losing patience (patience)
Blood in my eyes, I can see the devil's pacing
And I might sin too
(Look the shit we've been through)
I got a bag filled with magazines
What's the issue? (Whoo, whoo)
Yeah, we just touched down in Brazil
Hop off a jet, pop me a pill
Hop in the chopper, propeller
Yeah, favela (favela), uh
We just touched down in Brazil, yeah
We came to fuck up the weather, yeah (ooh, yeah)
When it rains, it pours
So we all got Gucci umbrellas, yeah
You know the vibes when we out in favela
Favela, favela, favela (favela)
We came to fuck up the weather, yeah (ooh, yeah)
We came to change the climate, baby
Can't nobody do it better, yeah, hol' up
Came with sticks, got no vendettas, yeah (whoo, whoo)
We out in Brazil, favela, favela
Favela, favela, favela
Oh, okay, it's good to meet you
Yeah, favela
We just touched down in Brazil
We came to fuck up the weather
(Hop in the chopper, propeller)
Yeah
You know the vibes when we out in favela
Favela, favela, favela
You know the vibes when we out in favela
Favela, favela, favela (favela)
Came with a lethal machete
I use my right hand to kill
So I keep my hand still, keep it steady (steady), yeah
Re-up the script in advance
My right pocket full of them Xans, whoa (whoa), yeah
Back on prescriptions again
So I'm sliding pills with my friends, yeah, uh
Shit wasn't part of the plan
Fresh off the muscle, came straight out of Cairns, yeah
Stretchin' them rubbery bands
We came with the sticks, we a band, yeah
I got my head in the clouds, my head in my hands
No TSA when we land, yeah
Pull out the chopper, Beretta
Yeah, favela (favela), uh
We just touchеd down in Brazil, yeah
We came to fuck up the weather, yeah (ooh, yeah)
When it rains, it pours
So we all got Gucci umbrellas, yeah
You know the vibes when we out in favela
Favela, favela, favela (favela), uh
We came to fuck up the weather (ooh, yeah)
Yeah, we came to change the climate, baby
Can't nobody do it better, yeah, hol' up
Came with sticks, got no vendettas, yeah (whoo, whoo)
We out in Brazil, favela, favela
Favela, favela, favela
(We out in Brazil)
(We out in Brazil, yeah, in favela)
Yeah, pour some, baby (pour some, baby)
Fuck you, pay me (fuck you, pay me)
Out of my mind, staying in favelas lately, yeah
It's cold outside, I can tell she's losing patience (patience)
Blood in my eyes, I can see the devil's pacing
And I might sin too
(Look the shit we've been through)
I got a bag filled with magazines
What's the issue? (Whoo, whoo)
Yeah, we just touched down in Brazil
Hop off a jet, pop me a pill
Hop in the chopper, propeller
Yeah, favela (favela), uh
We just touched down in Brazil, yeah
We came to fuck up the weather, yeah (ooh, yeah)
When it rains, it pours
So we all got Gucci umbrellas, yeah
You know the vibes when we out in favela
Favela, favela, favela (favela)
We came to fuck up the weather, yeah (ooh, yeah)
We came to change the climate, baby
Can't nobody do it better, yeah, hol' up
Came with sticks, got no vendettas, yeah (whoo, whoo)
We out in Brazil, favela, favela
Favela, favela, favela
Oh, okay, it's good to meet you
Yeah, favela
We just touched down in Brazil
We came to fuck up the weather
(Hop in the chopper, propeller)
Yeah
You know the vibes when we out in favela
Favela, favela, favela
You know the vibes when we out in favela
Favela, favela, favela (favela)
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Writer(s): Christian Anthony, Clinton Cave, Mitchel Cave
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