Bance - Out Past 10pm текст песни

Текст песни Out Past 10pm - Bance



Yeah
Turn up my headphones a lil bit
I'm feeling this shit, yo
Yeah
You listen to recycled pop like sodas falling in the trash can
If all you care about is getting head, marry Ms. PAC man
That man, the opposite of batman
I try to run away and evade you like the tax man
Raise the ceiling, hit the roofie
Always talk all through the movies
Inception cause contraception ain't there when you screwing groupies
You a contradiction like goofy
Slow down Disney might sue me
You a light bulb, how many people did it take to screw you
Everyone who knew you, but you never knew
Cause you never turned bright
You live in the dark like a night light
You ight
Fat chance like a loaded die
You murder brain cells with no alibi
So I'll pack my bags and then I'll say goodbye
You're into deep, you're a shallow guy
I'm a Simon Cowell guy
Critical but not idolized
Prom night I was hypnotized
People laughed at the look in my eyes
Am I really just a joke to you
You like me now, but I'm just me you're fake like tofu
You let these niggas control you
What happens when they disown you
Kamehaneha, fight me
Nigga I'm Goku
I'll get my friends Bloo, Wilt, Eduardo too
You still think I'm funny when I wrote this shit for you
Uh
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Ugh
Bance
Yeah
I'm too
I'm too, I'm too
Uh
I'm too weak for this shit constipation
Smoke trees but with moderation
Don't burn the forest down have conservation
Smokey bear, I don't care what you do or who you screw
But, please let it be out the box
So I'm not boxed in when I talk
As many of you they have in stock
Tryna fuck with a cougar suck some Courtney Cox
I'd rather be an ass than a dick
But I wanna join this clique
I wanna get this chick
Though my raps are slick
Never ghetto-ish
Never get a wish
That I get money and a hot whip
And a honey with fat lips
Y'all tossing y'all salad, I tell you where the lettuce is
Those are fetishes
I'd be sick I need some medicine
Fuck being genuine
I'd be tougher than venison
Ben Tenison, stay out past 10 pm
But I'm feelin 10 again cause everybody stunnin
Tryna get some Benjamins stop pushing my button
I'd live life on reverse maybe then I'd have something
Maybe then I'd be cool maybe then I'd stop frontin
Cause everybody's a clone and I'm fucking alone
Yeah
Yeah
Uh
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Double entendre got me bout to melt
You can kiss my dairy-aire, Harvey Milk
Everyone's so similar, you look like conjoined twins
Everyone's so similar, you look like you were born in sin
Devilish, horny grin
Sorry if I'm boring him
No originality
And No personality
Smoking on those cali trees
Spitting out your fallacies
Ima start a mortal kombat fatality
I just tryna get away from this normality
And it's not a dream this shit is reality
Sometimes a feel like a pussy
Call me Halle B
Don't wanna let these douchebags get to me
Take your girl into bed
Zombie glare, Sheets turn red
Looking like the walking dead
Look me in the eyes and we'll talk instead
You're more down than a demon giving head
We can share and break bread
I'm like Conan about to go barbaric
I'd rather be a joke than be fucking generic
Yeah
Fell too far, fell too far
Ugh
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Ugh
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hmph
That was good take
Fuck
Who is this
I could've sworn I put my shit on do not disturb
Grandma Ima talk to you tomorrow
Please stop calling



Авторы: Malik Mcadams


Bance - Out Past 10pm
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18-04-2017




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