Barely a Team - Electric Nectar Collector (feat. HyJack)

I come with the talk
She come with punch and a kick
Now I'm all by myself
Whip a pound of the brick
Get the brick on a bike
The brick fall out the bag
The bag broke widda strap
I don't fuck widda rat
My toe tap on the glass
While she giving me top
And I don't fuck with a cop
Bee sting in the spot
Get the wax for the thots
Brain stopping a lot
But hoe keep talking a lot
I'm brainwashed from the pot
Thoughts thinking of bosh
My broad thick and she posh
My knob knickin' her jaw
I'm getting sick of the cough
The cops kicking the paws
And drop kicking the dogs
But we got neck on the dock
The smoke pissing them off

Slurp it down to be alone with you
My brain can't coupe, I need the dew
I need to drip drop I mix the stew
Now I flip flop my body's like dude
Gimme just a little break
I think I need the wedding cake
The fidget with digits
Is Rising up and I get it
I take a toke for all my homies
I wait for this story to unfold and reveal its glory

Baby Can you give a little of love to me
Sorta like that new collector has, done for three
Pick up all the nectar like it was a bumble bee
It's not hard to see how easy it's become to be free
Take it out my pocket then I'm off just like a rocket
You don't need a plastic bottle or a silver ratchet socket
It's electric it's for nectar make my head spin like a sprocket
When it's done I close it up, as if it were my bonnet
Electric nectar collector
You've got me floating like specter

Electric nectar collector
You've got me floating like specter
In a new dimension
I love this new invention
Mix with meditation it releases all the tension
So hop in that car don't have to go far
Pick one up hit it won't know where you are
But there is no hurry don't get too discouraged
The nectar collector is here for your worries

Slurp it down to be alone with you
My brain can't coupe, I need the dew
I need to drip drop I mix the stew
Now I flip flop my body's like dude
Gimme just a little break
I think I need the wedding cake
The fidget with digits
Is Rising up and I get it
I take a toke for all my homies
I wait for this story to unfold and reveal its glory

Written by:
Jack Hyman, Joe Groen, Noah Raine

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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