Текст песни Stoney Bologne - Car Seat Headrest
Yo
what's
up
1 Trait
Danger
Obama
Yo
Stoney
Bologne
They
make
me
like
Omi
Take
me
down
to
your
rocks
like
a
homie
Yo,
what
up
My
name
is
Stan,
actually
I
just
made
that
shit
up
My
name
ain't
Stoney
Bologne
You
don't
know
me
You
ain't
my
homie
Blow
me
I
was
riding
my
bike
after
school
Some
fuckin'
fool
pushed
me
into
the
pool
As
I
got
out
I
said,
"What
the
fuck,
I
just
bought
this
iPhone,
man,
that's
fucked
up"
I
am
not
a
hip-hop
artist
So
what
if
I'm
a
little
slower
My
IQ's
low
and
my
grades
are
lower
All
the
kids
in
class
called
me
"ass"
Face
mask
and
face
fast
They're
really
mean,
man!
Like
this
kid
named
Dan
(Sam)
Who
rolls
me
down
the
street
in
a
trash
can
He
loves
it
when
he
beats
my
fuckin'
ass,
man
He
loves
it
when
he
kicks
my
face
Kicks
my
kicks
Sprays
me
with
mace
He's
armed,
man
He's
got
guns
and
shit
And
throwing
stars,
Dan
(Sam)
Dan's
(Sam's)
a
motherfucker
This
song's
for
you,
Dan
(Sam)
I
remember
you,
dude
So
when
I'm
sitting
in
a
trash
can
Thinking
about
my
life
Thinking
why
am
I
here,
man
This
kid
rolls
up
And
he
leans
down,
he
says
one
thing,
he
says
"You're
stoney
bologne
No
one
thinks
you're
cool
You're
phony,
you're
lame,
and
no
one
likes
your
drool
Wipe
that
shit
off,
man"
And
he
threw
a
towel
right
on
my
head
But
then
there's
Katherine
in
math
class,
she
loves
to
snap
back
When
the
teacher
talks
crap
like
a
knapsack
Skins
'em
like
a
heavy
load
of
old
fatback
Cause
she
knows
how
to
rap
like
a
rap
track
Yap
yap,
take
em
on
a
trap,
yap
Heavy
metal
isn't
dead,
it's
in
my
backpack
If
you've
ever
been
bullied
in
school,
bro
Just
remember
Stoney's
got
your
back,
bro
Don't
fuck
with
the
Stoney
crew
Cause
if
you
do,
the
Stoney
dudes
will
fuck
you
Fuck
you
Fuck
you
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