Goo Lagoon

Big bone cheddar
The big chrome repper and his
Ringtone level leave ya shin bones shattered
Mister sting gon' get up and bring those get ups
Will the tings come with us
To body up the quitters
He the rack and booty getter
The master of the wetter
Woman all across Nevada came to see them cross the ladder
Must of posted lots of shatter
Now Ryan gettin madder and madder
She getting fatter and fatter
And now i got all that matters

Maybe
Now she's looking shady
She looking my way tryna have my last baby
But this ain't no Tom Brady
A hundred yard shaving got adobe calibrating
A haunted yard graving next to holy masturbating
Somebody must of sold a big block of winter snow
Cuz there's body's on the floor, and his shit ain't even cold
Got a pack a wintergreen Barretta cook up on the stove
And that shit be growing mold
Swae lee the Groen mold

Arcadia
Energy of
My hands are numb
I'm the chosen one
Oh I am fortunate love
You sit and torture me enough
Oh am I cold and out of touch
But I love you and I will clutch
On to these jewels and fainted gloves
Is that all we have
Is that all we have
Is that all we have
Is that all we have
Is that all we have
Is that all we have
Is that all we have