Longjohns (feat. Quelle Chris & Cleo Reed)

Ah, ah

Ah (ah)

Some day it's a lot, some day it's a bubble, no struggle

Up early dressed like old folk to keep away the trouble

Every corner covered, the lime's crushed, the mint muddled

You talk to me in other people's words, you don't believe enough to burn

You, me, and each other, before I leave, I'ma leave with something

Somewhere in Shibuya they playing my song (my song)

I built the bomb when you weren't looking

Rewriting, my right is wrong, judge questioned if those lyrics are mirrors, ride on

Looters lisp but forgot mirren, out sloganeering

At the butcher asking for fake beef, smart dumb like suede in the summer

All night, thick air, rain, the thunder, eyes like the hunted, a debtor of the sun, zero-sum

Smelling fun like empire, can't be just one

They said 'be gone' but we're not done

Remember when I will begin?

I saw my storm, she was a friend

I hurt work so it never ends

We broke up just to play pretend

Tighten up, tighten up, tighten up, tighten up

Tighten up, tighten up, tighten up

A blue light, then we'll make amends

Remember when I will begin?

I saw my storm, she was a friend

I hurt work so it never ends

Tighten up, tighten up, tighten up, tighten up (no, no, no)

Tighten up, tighten up, tighten up

Yeah, shake that Illuminati, that naughty (shake-shake that, shake-shake that, shake that)

Shake that Illuminati, that Naughty, by Nature burnt cork on sun-scorched bodies

I drop Godspeed, off the go on the basis between need-to-know and ought-to-know

Neither felt optimal, given up goats for Lent

Break fast with toast, butter on both sides (butter on both sides)

My nine seep up proxy by eight evil eyes

We not people (we not people)

You hold hate for those I hold closest, ain't it, boo

Go sit at the other side of the cafeteria, eat shit, boo (eat shit, boo)

Niggas be flippin', splittin' the difference, dippin'

What you speaking, nonsense or ninjutsu?

Truth, power gives power, we ain't gon' get power if powers can't gift power

All hands and fingers saucy (fingers saucy), shared plates, we ate great

An' Jenna, extra sour, the witchin' hour

Now pays cents on the dollar, Inshallah, Lord knows

You're tryna make a serpent a scholar (wow)

I done seen it all, slave safe, saint, was back in, I've been it all