Use me for your service (for your service)
Here am I, Lord
(Use me) niggas was in that back room
(For your service) see I ain't sitting with that
(For your service) niggas was hitting that glass tube
(Here am I, Lord) Yeah, I ain't f*ckin' with that
Auntie was smoking that crack too
My mama was dealin' with that
Big skies out in Corpus
Them lights was so gorgeous (Yeah)
In the garage, I made a fortune (Yeah)
Still trying to f*ck every Mormon (Yeah)
It's amazing how I'm still searching
Y'all still reaching, man, f*ck the law
I'm above the law, she above the law
Close the blinds, now the lights go off
Duck low in case they raid us all
And take it all with speed and ease (Yeah)
He like me on my knees
Generational trauma things
Wonder how far I could bring
This shit to my existence
My nigga, can I get a witness
I lived it, turn into a vicious
I spit it, look at me, and rip it
Just get it
You ain't the only one that's searching for that 1-9
You gotta go ahead and let that sun shine
Everything gon' be okay
I'm 'bout to steal the whip and drive that bitch to Montana
My feelings roll that's when they throw tantrum
L.A.-L.A.-L.A. roll
Everything gon' be okay
I'm 'bout to steal the whip and drive that bitch to Montana
My feelings roll that's when they throw tantrum
L.A.-L.A.-L.A. roll
Use Me Video (MV)
Performed By: Kevin Abstract
Length: 2:12
Written by: A. Jeffrey Lavalley, Ian Simpson, Jack Antonoff, Romil Hemnani
Kevin Abstract - Use Me Lyrics
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Use me for your service (for your service)
Here am I, Lord
(Use me) niggas was in that back room
(For your service) see I ain't sitting with that
(For your service) niggas was hitting that glass tube
(Here am I, Lord) Yeah, I ain't f*ckin' with that
Auntie was smoking that crack too
My mama was dealin' with that
Big skies out in Corpus
Them lights was so gorgeous (Yeah)
In the garage, I made a fortune (Yeah)
Still trying to f*ck every Mormon (Yeah)
It's amazing how I'm still searching
Y'all still reaching, man, f*ck the law
I'm above the law, she above the law
Close the blinds, now the lights go off
Duck low in case they raid us all
And take it all with speed and ease (Yeah)
He like me on my knees
Generational trauma things
Wonder how far I could bring
This shit to my existence
My nigga, can I get a witness
I lived it, turn into a vicious
I spit it, look at me, and rip it
Just get it
You ain't the only one that's searching for that 1-9
You gotta go ahead and let that sun shine
Everything gon' be okay
I'm 'bout to steal the whip and drive that bitch to Montana
My feelings roll that's when they throw tantrum
L.A.-L.A.-L.A. roll
Everything gon' be okay
I'm 'bout to steal the whip and drive that bitch to Montana
My feelings roll that's when they throw tantrum
L.A.-L.A.-L.A. roll
Here am I, Lord
(Use me) niggas was in that back room
(For your service) see I ain't sitting with that
(For your service) niggas was hitting that glass tube
(Here am I, Lord) Yeah, I ain't f*ckin' with that
Auntie was smoking that crack too
My mama was dealin' with that
Big skies out in Corpus
Them lights was so gorgeous (Yeah)
In the garage, I made a fortune (Yeah)
Still trying to f*ck every Mormon (Yeah)
It's amazing how I'm still searching
Y'all still reaching, man, f*ck the law
I'm above the law, she above the law
Close the blinds, now the lights go off
Duck low in case they raid us all
And take it all with speed and ease (Yeah)
He like me on my knees
Generational trauma things
Wonder how far I could bring
This shit to my existence
My nigga, can I get a witness
I lived it, turn into a vicious
I spit it, look at me, and rip it
Just get it
You ain't the only one that's searching for that 1-9
You gotta go ahead and let that sun shine
Everything gon' be okay
I'm 'bout to steal the whip and drive that bitch to Montana
My feelings roll that's when they throw tantrum
L.A.-L.A.-L.A. roll
Everything gon' be okay
I'm 'bout to steal the whip and drive that bitch to Montana
My feelings roll that's when they throw tantrum
L.A.-L.A.-L.A. roll
Writer: A. Jeffrey Lavalley, Ian Simpson, Jack Antonoff, Romil Hemnani
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC