Wewow wewow
I like to party, yeah
Wewow wewow
I like my friends
Wewow wewow
I eat the cookie dough
Wewow wewow
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Smushed blooberries
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Smushed blooberries
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey
All-you-can-eat
Roaches, ottoman for the feet
Part of living is free
Carpenter to the bee
Bowl back, farther giving freebirds
And Fleetwood Macking
Had a good day, clouds hard
I'm snacking, I'm in a good place
Ready to attack and hook the foreplay
Never had a day without more days
A say without poor taste
Sorely countin' TP
Slouching, tea tree
Fountain, freaky
Mouthin', porque
Be without or be within it
Lounging in a hammock
Thin mints, flippin' mountains
Not biased on the internet
Cosplay, quasar neck
Respect
Flippin' mountains
Not biased on the internet
Cosplay, quasar neck
Respect
Flippin' mountains
Not biased on the internet
Cosplay, quasar neck
Respect
Flippin' mountains
You know the rest
Words
Words, words, words
Just say those words
The aftershock is worse
The aftershock just hurts
I think a millimeter saved my soul
Karaoke, X, and moist towelettes are
Everything I know
Yo, yo
Best f*cking weather
Ain't really another thing better
Cold sweater, whole tenure
Dough-kneader, go-getter
Proofreader
Ol' Yeller, two seater
Ninety-eight Pre
Ninety-eight, hop in the prelude
Sail that ship to the sea
Bail right where I land
The best I can be
Not stale, Tai Chi
Get there fast, heh
Try me, f*ck it
Go insane, I'm ditto
Open host, inside
So high-key
Yo, pull up to the middle
And destroy the ones beside me
The aftershock is worse
Bullets riddled in a crime spree
I cannot hang
Quicky, off the jump
Quicky, off the pump
Sticky on my gums
Get me more, I want
Even flow dis bitch
Get the store to front
Frickin' horrid blunts
Dissin', moral stunts
You know my name, not my story
Close to kissing nothing but the sky
I'ma cry, goddamn
This boring
Leave a boi sitting in the stall, snoring
In the mall past nine
Living life like Maury
Holy f*cking f*ck
Take this f*cking gun
I can't even stand
Dancing over sinkholes
Give the people what they want, right
I'ma do the dash and have like only three
Uptight
Dumb fight
UC, pass it back when the sun lights
Done right
Words
Words, words, words
Just say those words
The aftershock is worse
The aftershock just hurts
I think a millimeter saved my soul
Karaoke, X, and moist towelettes are
Everything I know
Wewow wewow
I like to party, yeah
Wewow wewow
I like my friends
Wewow wewow
I eat the cookie dough
Wewow wewow
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Smushed blooberries
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Smushed blooberries
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey
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Wewow wewow
I like to party, yeah
Wewow wewow
I like my friends
Wewow wewow
I eat the cookie dough
Wewow wewow
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Smushed blooberries
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Smushed blooberries
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey
All-you-can-eat
Roaches, ottoman for the feet
Part of living is free
Carpenter to the bee
Bowl back, farther giving freebirds
And Fleetwood Macking
Had a good day, clouds hard
I'm snacking, I'm in a good place
Ready to attack and hook the foreplay
Never had a day without more days
A say without poor taste
Sorely countin' TP
Slouching, tea tree
Fountain, freaky
Mouthin', porque
Be without or be within it
Lounging in a hammock
Thin mints, flippin' mountains
Not biased on the internet
Cosplay, quasar neck
Respect
Flippin' mountains
Not biased on the internet
Cosplay, quasar neck
Respect
Flippin' mountains
Not biased on the internet
Cosplay, quasar neck
Respect
Flippin' mountains
You know the rest
Words
Words, words, words
Just say those words
The aftershock is worse
The aftershock just hurts
I think a millimeter saved my soul
Karaoke, X, and moist towelettes are
Everything I know
Yo, yo
Best f*cking weather
Ain't really another thing better
Cold sweater, whole tenure
Dough-kneader, go-getter
Proofreader
Ol' Yeller, two seater
Ninety-eight Pre
Ninety-eight, hop in the prelude
Sail that ship to the sea
Bail right where I land
The best I can be
Not stale, Tai Chi
Get there fast, heh
Try me, f*ck it
Go insane, I'm ditto
Open host, inside
So high-key
Yo, pull up to the middle
And destroy the ones beside me
The aftershock is worse
Bullets riddled in a crime spree
I cannot hang
Quicky, off the jump
Quicky, off the pump
Sticky on my gums
Get me more, I want
Even flow dis bitch
Get the store to front
Frickin' horrid blunts
Dissin', moral stunts
You know my name, not my story
Close to kissing nothing but the sky
I'ma cry, goddamn
This boring
Leave a boi sitting in the stall, snoring
In the mall past nine
Living life like Maury
Holy f*cking f*ck
Take this f*cking gun
I can't even stand
Dancing over sinkholes
Give the people what they want, right
I'ma do the dash and have like only three
Uptight
Dumb fight
UC, pass it back when the sun lights
Done right
Words
Words, words, words
Just say those words
The aftershock is worse
The aftershock just hurts
I think a millimeter saved my soul
Karaoke, X, and moist towelettes are
Everything I know
Wewow wewow
I like to party, yeah
Wewow wewow
I like my friends
Wewow wewow
I eat the cookie dough
Wewow wewow
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Smushed blooberries
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Smushed blooberries
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey
I like to party, yeah
Wewow wewow
I like my friends
Wewow wewow
I eat the cookie dough
Wewow wewow
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Smushed blooberries
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Smushed blooberries
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey
All-you-can-eat
Roaches, ottoman for the feet
Part of living is free
Carpenter to the bee
Bowl back, farther giving freebirds
And Fleetwood Macking
Had a good day, clouds hard
I'm snacking, I'm in a good place
Ready to attack and hook the foreplay
Never had a day without more days
A say without poor taste
Sorely countin' TP
Slouching, tea tree
Fountain, freaky
Mouthin', porque
Be without or be within it
Lounging in a hammock
Thin mints, flippin' mountains
Not biased on the internet
Cosplay, quasar neck
Respect
Flippin' mountains
Not biased on the internet
Cosplay, quasar neck
Respect
Flippin' mountains
Not biased on the internet
Cosplay, quasar neck
Respect
Flippin' mountains
You know the rest
Words
Words, words, words
Just say those words
The aftershock is worse
The aftershock just hurts
I think a millimeter saved my soul
Karaoke, X, and moist towelettes are
Everything I know
Yo, yo
Best f*cking weather
Ain't really another thing better
Cold sweater, whole tenure
Dough-kneader, go-getter
Proofreader
Ol' Yeller, two seater
Ninety-eight Pre
Ninety-eight, hop in the prelude
Sail that ship to the sea
Bail right where I land
The best I can be
Not stale, Tai Chi
Get there fast, heh
Try me, f*ck it
Go insane, I'm ditto
Open host, inside
So high-key
Yo, pull up to the middle
And destroy the ones beside me
The aftershock is worse
Bullets riddled in a crime spree
I cannot hang
Quicky, off the jump
Quicky, off the pump
Sticky on my gums
Get me more, I want
Even flow dis bitch
Get the store to front
Frickin' horrid blunts
Dissin', moral stunts
You know my name, not my story
Close to kissing nothing but the sky
I'ma cry, goddamn
This boring
Leave a boi sitting in the stall, snoring
In the mall past nine
Living life like Maury
Holy f*cking f*ck
Take this f*cking gun
I can't even stand
Dancing over sinkholes
Give the people what they want, right
I'ma do the dash and have like only three
Uptight
Dumb fight
UC, pass it back when the sun lights
Done right
Words
Words, words, words
Just say those words
The aftershock is worse
The aftershock just hurts
I think a millimeter saved my soul
Karaoke, X, and moist towelettes are
Everything I know
Wewow wewow
I like to party, yeah
Wewow wewow
I like my friends
Wewow wewow
I eat the cookie dough
Wewow wewow
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Smushed blooberries
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Smushed blooberries
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey
Writer: Timothy Kodner
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid