BUELL from SLEDGE EP by SLEDGE
Tracklist
| 3. | BUELL | 3:12 |
Lyrics
I've got the drip like the floor of any new orleans courtyard
With a tilt flow like the hull of costa concordia
Told ya that's no place for your alpha nonsense
You're a son of a gun we're the mother of the warhead
Ehi king you really hit the fan watch the stain
In the name of every braindead with a dead name
Let it elevate how you wanna cancel me parla
I would detonate but I'm no sucker for your inshallah
Tell me
Which one
You want
Witch one
You like
I joke all eyes on me
I choke all eyes on me
I slay all eyes on me
I play all eyes on the sledge
I want all eyes on me
I live all eyes on me
I pledge all eyes on me
All eyes on the sledge
He's a king she's a queen they got the matching tee
How many holes in the drywall of your place may be?
Some think they can't get laid for their bones and their tissue
You know how I call them? Skull issue
There's a hole in the alpha plot and you can't even boink that
Some doesn't brush their teeth 'cause the movement looks like blow one
We got the crowd laugh with us to those clown's expense
And it's free 'cause we're no single mothers ant that's no onlyfans
Tell me
Which one you want
Witch one you like
I joke all eyes on me
I choke all eyes on me
I slay all eyes on me
I play all eyes on the sledge
I want all eyes on me
I live all eyes on me
I pledge all eyes on me
All eyes on the sledge
Credits
Jacopo Landolfi, Manuel Gioia








