Lyrics: Theodore Kusuma/Yosua Coyo Wagito
Music: Theodore Kusuma/Yosua Coyo Wagito
We coming in hot or cold whatever
They telling us "fall off" ha, never
Turn up the volume, the bigger the better
Moment we drop sum they under the weather
Put on your coat, or I don't know, sweater
This ain't a song, perhaps, love letter
Stackin' the trash, yeah use em' as ladder
Callin' us mid, cause we're in the center
Uh uh uh
Live in a bubble, you're gonna get popped (Pa-pa-pa)
Why the music stop? (Okay)
What to do, what to do, what to do (Hmm)
Life's too good to be true, to be true, to be true
But how bout you? (Whaddup?)
You trippin' like you running with them untied shoes (Ha)
I got your mom and your sis in the back of the truck, yeah you should check it (I do)
Show em my peepee I'm not from the hood (I did) but the moment they saw it they jack-it (Zip!)
****, that's on me, my bad (Uh oh!)
But I swear that it is like that, um
I ain't talking "goo" like a baby, but "goo" like a snot cus the way that I made em' splat (It splats)
I'm dehydrated but I made her sweat (Hmm)
Wait, so are we dry or wet? (Yeah, Okay)
We coming in hot or cold whatever
They telling us "fall off" ha, never
Turn up the volume, the bigger the better
Moment we drop sum they under the weather
Put on your coat, or I don't know, sweater
This ain't a song, perhaps, love letter
Stackin' the trash, yeah use em' as ladder
Callin' us mid, cause we're in the center
Bars like illegal I'm sharp like an eagle eye
Or a needle
I'm a hard catch and you're just a weedle aye (uh)
Lyrical like I'm making up a riddle aye
Hello mister (what?)
I just got a pretty bad blister (oky)
Hopped on, bent down then I twist her (oh)
Sucker punch but oh well I missed her (damn)
Like ****, that's on me (oh no!)
Don't **** with rats and I know y'all don't fly like Donald duck "that's so me" (uh oh)
I don't **** with that otherwise I'm gon die so just suck that lo mein (uh)
Keep your pisces ass shut and go die "but ****, that's so mean" (go die)
Nah, just man up and go fly
We coming in hot or cold whatever
They telling us "fall off" ha, never
Turn up the volume, the bigger the better
Moment we drop sum they under the weather
Put on your coat, or I don't know, sweater
This ain't a song, perhaps, love letter
Stackin' the trash, yeah use em' as ladder
Callin' us mid, cause we're in the center
Uh uh uh, who do you think you is (huh?)
Tryna get your words in our head like this
We're only started like a foreplay
Make it go wild okay
That's cool, now hear me out
Man how I love the economy
I need help, the way that I got the SOS on me
Stack checks, same color as a penis, is my kinda peace
That's cool now hear me out
Think you can be like us like that? (Huh)
You a mama boy, gon' defeat us like that? (Uh uh)
Take an L and it's a miscarriage
We playing games in a rage
That's cool, now hear me out
Ridin' that Ghost like a hoe indigo when you couldn't even ****ing afford a boo (shit)
Take yo bitch out like she's portable
"Do you mind if I-" Shush, yea we Sorta Do