Текст пісні
(Shit, yeah)
Jesus Christ
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Mazzalean (Mazzalean)
When I'm pullin' up, muddy dungarees (muddy)
Ayy, make the place look like a murder scene (murder)
Ayy, when I make moves, I'm a money fiend (money, yeah)
Suicidal tendencies, what's up man?
Feel like I'm down I say, "What's up?"
Way too, way too, way too gully, give me money (give me it all)
Cannot trust me, no one ever fucking buss me change
(Buss me, buss me, buss me, buss me, buss me)
Look how shit changed
Feeling like these drugs made me better than I was
But I never felt love before the drugs
So now I say, "What's up, what's up, what's up, what's up?"
Say what's up?
Feel to revert to my old ways
Cricket tickets, wraps of cocaine
Sticky fingers, shoplifters
We got tools like Homebase
Lift a finger, dug his own grave (yeah)
Same, same with the same name (yeah)
Closed case, red wine, no rose
Do genocide for the whole gang
You're telling lies, now I'm energized
I'm more precise
Walk in, made a Big Bang
Propane with a Roxanne
Gin and tonic, I'm a bigger topic (yeah)
Bigger pocket, can't close my wallet
Quicker blottin like my name's Sonic
Glass homes, we stone chuckin'
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Mazzalean (Mazzalean)
When I'm pullin' up, muddy dungarees (muddy)
Ayy, make the place look like a murder scene (murder)
Ayy, when I make moves, I'm a money fiend
Ayy, make the place look like a murder scene
Ayy, when I make moves, I'm a money fiend
Olive, body shaped like a bottle
Popeye off of spinach
Pop a model 'till she waddle
Dropping Tyler off, damn
Light a flame, toss a Molotov
Drop it off then I Mazel Tov
Pop a whole god dang champagne bottle cork
Still might find me in a mosh pit