Lyrics Neuroframe 14 - Rav

(Yeah, uh)
(Saturdays)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(EXO)

Singsong on this side of dimensions
I've got a big dong and an eye for adventure
Hit six bongs 'til my high is dementia
Flying and shit while you cry for attention
Bad mother- shut your mouth
Yeah I'm a bad mother- shut your mouth, uh

Four twenty-one crows, none go south
For the supper when a punk goes out, yeah (every day)

Look at all this money, man
Look at all these dollar signs
It ain't hard to tell that I'm flawless by design
Never catch me spitting polygonal rhymes
Even I'm when I'm on that chronic, I spit chronic 'til you die
Fuckin' vomit in your eye, no I'm never rapping gibberish
Get more head than the bottom of an Aztec pyramid

(Man, how you always brush 'em off like ashin' cigarettes?)
Actin' different so I'm branded villainous
Rav, uh
Known for having ill intent
Commonly described as odd but mad intelligent
And that's legitimate
You feeling it? I be feeling free
Say whatever that I like
Don't care if they disagree, nope!

Singsong on this side of dimensions
I've got a big dong and an eye for adventure
Hit six bongs 'til my high is dementia
Flying and shit while you cry for attention
Bad mother- shut your mouth
Yeah I'm a bad mother- shut your mouth, uh