Bungalo - Posted

Posted, in the ride
Lemme see ya coast it, to the right
I wanna see you posing, in the light
You know I'll make it worth it, gotta try
You can catch me posted, in the ride
Lemme see ya coast it, to the right
I wanna see you posing, in the light
You know I'll make it worth it, gotta try
I said all day, bald fade, catch me in the hallways
Packing lunch, taking off on the law ay
Remember I used to just kick it where the dogs stay
All bark, no bite
What's your worth ay?
Get to searching
Mama calling remind yah that you ain't worthless
I wanna see ya baby please don't close the curtains
Keep on looking and I know that I'll be certain
Keep my toes in the dirt
Catch you looking back, make it work
I seen it on your neck
Keep it low, let it hurt, dont slack
Bro you better take what your worth
Bet the water run thick with your mind on the surface
Heard this
But I don't listen until its burning
Word, you working up to curtain and then you turning
Churn with discernment
Curving between your learning
The nerve that you got ain't sticking
You looking certain
Thunderstorms rolling in
Towels soaked in rain
Drying off once again
Leavin' me the same
I got reticles on top hats
Come and test my aim
Pliers pulling teeth
And saliva in the brain
Truly gifted, never listened to fake artificial faces
Screwed the cards up, fixed the aces
Feeling spacious, I get aroused every time I hear the bass hit
Soul escaped, hold the base or the gate
Nevertheless I feel blessed I never had to fake it
Threw my hands up to the sky and pray to God I make it
Simply crying out here and now
Find a way around how I'm getting so down in the mud hold up
Listen to the sermon
Words and I can't serve 'em
Murder in my mind but curses I can't cure 'em
Verses my time worthless
Waitin' for my year
The patience might die here
My ice and my Moncler
The boujee and draft beer
They knew me but not here
You chillin in yo fear
I'm sayin this my year
I know what they all sayin I'm prayin' that God hears
I ain't fake
Imma go and get my fucking cake
You a lame
You ain't even know what it takes
In my grave
Imma do 'em dirty on the way
In my grave
Imma do 'em dirty on the way
In my grave
Imma do 'em dirty on the way
Huh
Thunderstorms rolling in,
Towels soaked in rain drying off once again
Reticles on top hats, come and test my aim
Pliers pullin' teeth and saliva in the brain
Ooh
I been through and through and through
I been through
I been through and through and through

Written by:
Christian Termine, Daniel Lee, Jacob Ramos, Jon Kim, Liam Burke

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