G. Steele - Colleens Bloody Foot

I could talk yeah I talk my shit
Why you all, why you all on my dick
I know you made that I made this hit and
I pulled this out and do that quick

Like ooo
Black and white like a moo
Said I don't fuck but you know that t I do
Like who
Gotcha screaming achoo
And I choose
You a Pokemon man man too

Wedding the beat
Wet the bed like I do
Im not pisisng man
I get sweating in the zoo
Hi man name is Grant
Well im stupid
Howre you
Got ya heated up like you were stew I would presume
Its sorta presumptuous to be saying that I knew
New new
Go and get a clue
Time to time im saying
Im not sane a bit or two
New new
Go and get a clue
Time in time again
Im stuck sinking in the blue

But I guess that's just the bitter truth
Heres a bit a info I have accrued
Take it with some salt
Don't take it fore you snooze

I could talk yeah I talk my shit
Why you all, why you all on my dick
I know you made that I made this hit and
I pulled this out and do that quick

Ooo oo
Im not gone make this smooth
I feel the beat erupting
Im up to something
Need soothed
Fuck it man, fuck it needs it to be soothed
Fuck the old me yeah you lnwo id probably kill em
Id probably kill em
Like I know the old me and I know id probably kill em
Old me man I would kill em

I didn't want to be the villain
But I think made my limit
I think that the world is ending
Its my time to show the Credits

Im a coward
The hours
Ive spent and ive devoured
All these flowers
My powers im running out of towers
I need prowlers and howlers
Anything that's ours
For these
Go and go
With nothing left to show except
My show
But hold
Ive gotten all the holes
Within mine walls
How tall
Do I have to be to ride on top this all

I could talk yeah I talk my shit
Why you all, why you all on my dick
I know you made that I made this hit and
I pulled this out and do that quick

Written by:
Grant Cetina

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