April Moon. - Laid Back

Fuck that and we shouldn’t have to say that
We live that day to day, and we just got to fight back
I don’t know, you don’t know, just want the case cracked
These motherfuckers must be chilling like they’re laid back
Fuck with laid back
Where the fuck in all the fuck can you relate at
Face facts and I really hope there’s not a relapse
Catching corona, like I’m catching Pokemon, Rattata
Laid back
Laid back
Laid back baby
Laid back
He be coughing, but he ain’t even dead yet
There’s a coffin, but the smoke put him to bed then
Let his mind run thoughts, walk me through again
Gotta let them know, the only hope, Kenobi, Ben
Thinking with your mind but you ain’t gotta force it
I let these fuckers know, collectively we livid
Cause under this stress, we ain’t living
Are yall into anal? Cause butt fuck your opinion
Laid back
Laid back
Laid back baby
Laid back
April Moon, what the fuck are we gonna do
Just hope these motherfuckers aren’t leading us to doom
Shit I’m sick like I took a fucking loopty loop
Chicken coup, stuck in the house with Frank Ocean, “In my Room”
Never knew these buffoons would be laid back
They’re doing everything they can like they did crack
They’re doing everything they can but it is whack
April Moon wrote and I fucking hope they write back
Laid back
Laid back
Laid back baby
Laid back

Written by:
Leonard Deguzman

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