Bungalo - 2020

Bitch bitch bad bitch bad bitch bad
She got a big big bag very very big bag
Hold it up, hold-hold-hold it up
Bring it up don’t-don’t let it up
Coming up c-c-coming up coming up
Who’s coming up in
Who’s coming up in
2020
2020
2020
2020
2020
2020
2020
I can’t keep
Running in these circles where can
I find air suffocate turn purple
Feel like
I can do shit when I put my mind to it
When it comes time you know imma have to grind to it
No filter unless it got some pop in it
Pop shuvit on a dumb bitch she a thot with it
Bet you're hot shit looking at me toxic
You won’t ever drop hits
Scream it 'til I die bitch
Lost hope and I’m chiefin' all the bong rips
Getting real loose like the screws in my coffin
Uhh shit...
Uh! bruh... I don't even like
2020 stuffin' up my pockets
Run it
Fuckin' wit me if you wanna profit
Gun it
You a simp and you always tryna gossip
Run it
Big dawg freight train no stopping ay!
2020
2020
2020
2020
Crystals on the walls
Dreamt of solace without power
Shower fire and I'm buggin'
Bustin' screaming out the hour
Now I'm swervin' and I'm sleepin'
On the curses that I'm bleeding
And the lights in my rear look like pearls, can I see them?
Angels weaker than my will
Round the fire in my stomach
Run it
Wired, cannot stomach
Hundred fires and I love it
Plunging deeper in Tartarus
Heartless, lost and loitering
Done fucked myself, that sound Freudian
I don't need your help I need more of this
I need noise again and I'm floorin' it
Twisted, no decay
Don’t shiver here, you might have to stay
Stay wrapped in self well adapted well I know what to say
I'll just save that thought for another day
I'll just save that thought for another day
2020 stuffin' up my pockets
Run it
Fuckin' wit me if you wanna profit
Gun it
You a simp and you always tryna gossip
Run it
Big dawg freight train no stopping ay!
2020 stuffin' up my pockets
Run it
Fuckin' wit me if you wanna profit
Gun it
You a simp and you always tryna gossip
Run it
Big dawg freight train no stopping ay!
Yeah I've been looking for it so long
Man it feels like all my time is all gone
Can't help but think that it's just all wrong
Disconnect from what my mind's on
Disconnect
Realign my center but don't interact
Self reflecting every time my thoughts collapse
But I can’t keep track of how I’m supposed to act
Don’t act won’t last

Written by:
Akash Chakravarty, Christian Termine, Daniel Lee, Jacob Ramos, Liam Burke

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