Vacation-Hidemen

Rolling out, pray then take me where you're whole Flying high, can’t you see that I’ve grown I be out here chillin and shit Boutta come up w my dudes and my clique I don’t really got a bag to keep all of my racks That’s why my fit stay green from the front to the back To the back back from the front with a big bag Got a big bat swing it out like a big fat Mix match hit that feedback like a tic tac Tip-toe gonna go slow before I relapse Read that message and then I say “Hi, yes, hello!” I am that fellow, feelin’ so fucking yellow, bitch 7 November, I've lost all my temper (Pew, pew) I cried in the toilet I'm covered in anger (Pew, pew) Sometimes I'm just wishing I'm not in this phase in my life What I mean is to die (ugh) Time is a curse I'm unsure if it's done for the better or for the worse Me and my boys Strapped in converse Notice the speed in my words Come in my way, and you'll only get hurt I'm driving away in my car, it goes skrt My car, it goes skrt (Go what?) My car, it goes skrt (Skrt, skrt!) Rolling out, pray then take me where you're whole Flying high, can’t you see that I’ve grown Rolling out, pray then take me where you're whole Flying high, can’t you see that I’ve grown Adrenaline got me speeding like a hockeyman Forever young, Goodbye, like I’m Haziman You know we flippin and cookin Now with this song, yeah we rulin Asphyxiate when I’m breathin Just like a drowning man Black panther, pant up the damn mountain Shazam, my man I had to just bust him Matriarchy females, they just run em Matt so gnarly, pop shuv a damn fountain Snitchin leachin little boy, yous a sucka sucka Kickin ass superbad, I'm the motherfucka Snitchin leachin little boy, yous a sucka sucka Kickin ass superbad, I'm the motherfucka Yeah, I be flying high Ain't even sober for awhile Now imma try cut it down, runnin wild Going on and on and on for miles Been rollin rollin, lick Feel the wind , blaze Been smokin, smokin, flick Now slow down the pace Mark, Mark, say mynameachef Mynameachef! Rolling out, pray then take me where you're whole Flying high, can’t you see that I’ve grown Rolling out, pray then take me where you're whole Flying high, can’t you see that I’ve grown