Текст песни IN THE WALL, BEHIND THE POSTER - Mondo the Moonrock

Right hand hold something, left hand doesn't know what
It's probably a couple racks in the wall, behind the poster
Right hand hold something, left hand doesn't know what
It's probably a couple racks in the wall, behind the poster

Biscotti fumes got me skipping over the moon
I'm in a Dickie's suit pinching Gorilla QP's in your living room
I been a goon
Roof went Houdini, went & concealed the ceiling
Red light on hitting at the crib 'cause bitches boost
(I still beat)
I'm beating biscuits out the district
(Agh)
Smoking killer Zkittlez, skull sizzle on a skillet
Her skull goin' schizo, swear she got a killer skillset
My denim is imprinted with Benjamin's little shit grin
(Agh)
Fuck humble, fuck modest
Tryna run through the grotto and puff jungles, fuck models
Blow my lungs out, blunt stuffed with gun powder
Thumb a hundred-thousand, get my dick sucked in plush houses
(Woo)
The motor of European descent
Motorola, 2014 with the gremlins
I killed the pussy, I refuse to grieve or repent
Bitches sleep with the enemy, when they speak, I listen, yeah
(Shh)
I fucked the Earth and I barebacked it
Moon used the pitch-black backdrop for an air mattress
(Woo)
Don't care about self-care, just bought a care package
Grabbing on my hair, think gravity just threw the stairs at me
Fuck
(Fuck)

Right hand hold something, left hand doesn't know what
It's probably a couple racks in the wall, behind the poster
Right hand hold something, left hand doesn't know what
It's probably a couple racks in the wall, behind the poster