fungod & ch€@z! – ubiquitous lyrics
[hook]
i’m hanging on the south side
chilling with the bros and playing xbox two
they lit a blunt and then we took a ride
aimin’ at the stars and then we flew, we fleeew
don’t you try to call me ooh ooh
i’m hanging with the crew ooh ooh
they put me on the stu ooh ooh
now i’m making all these songs for you ooh
[ verse 1 + fungod]
hanging with the crew and plotting oompa loompa schemes
and some are napping on the couch and getting oompa loompa dreams
and now i’m grabbing on the marker, draw a p+n+s on his face
and my n+ggas get a laugh when that motherf+cker wakes
if a n+gga start a beef we gon’ put him in his place
and we coming for the city tеll everybody to brace
if somеbody try to stop us we gon’ kick em in the face
b+tch i’m hanging with the crew give a n+gg’ a little sp+ce
[bridge]
man i’m hanging with the crew ooh
cheaz, twisted, wizzrd too ooh
cb properties let’s goo ohooh
i wonder what you gonna do ooh
[hook]
i’m hanging on the south side
chilling with the bros and playing xbox two
they lit a blunt and then we took a ride
aimin’ at the stars and then we flew, we fleeew
don’t you try to call me ooh ooh
i’m hanging with the crew ooh ooh
they put me on the stu ooh ooh
now i’m making all these songs for you ooh
[verse 2+ jumpoutboy]
yea… yeah!
codeine cowboy that’s my handle (handle)
your b+tch is outchea and she wildlin’ (wildlin’)
i said i won’t kiss and tell but she’s tripping cause now i’m poppin’ on ig (ig)
hanging with crew, at the f+cken stu, now we cooking some hot sh+t (hot sh+t)
told the homies don’t look around, man it’s just f+ckin’ us now (us now)
cb properties, yeah we lit and we still gon’ prove that sh+t (prove that sh+t)
why it seems like err’body still sleeping on some sh+t (some sh+t)
all my bros gon’ blow and that for certain
yeah it’s twisted
(yeah)
hanging with the crew
(with the crew, with the crew)
making songs for you (for you, for you)
yeah i’m still with the crew
(with the crew, with the crew)
realest n+ggas, realest n+ggas ‘round here
[hook]
i’m hanging on the south side
chilling with the bros and playing xbox two
they lit a blunt and then we took a ride
aimin’ at the stars and then we flew, we fleeew
don’t you try to call me ooh ooh
i’m hanging with the crew ooh ooh
they put me on the stu ooh ooh
now i’m making all these songs for you ooh
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