surfskrt - comfy lyrics
[intro]
mm+hmm, mm+hmm
mm+hmm, mm
mm+hmm, mm+hmm
mm+hmm
[chorus]
you wanna win? gotta act like you want it
me and my gang at the top like a summit
i’m only smokin’ on loud like, “pump it”
.762s, droppin’ sh+lls, no dumpin’
i turn your brain into soup, no dumpling
bad b+tch, from the uk, make crumpets
i’ll blow her back in this b+tch like trumpet
rock sweatpants in the bank ’cause i’m comfy
work too hard, i ain’t run out of money
i ain’t f+ckin’ up, only f+ckin’ up the hundreds
most of these days, i be rollin’ on molly
i ain’t gotta lie, i could say it, i done it
i don’t gotta buy it, i’ll take it if i want it
most of these guys, burnt out, not funny
i be on go for the ones ain’t make it
all you gotta do, move smart, not lucky
[verse 1]
i made a play, i ain’t panic
i wanna start up the demon (i wanna start up the demon)
i wanna drive it satanic (i wanna drive it satanic)
my daddy need him a mansion, my sis’ need a mansion
my bro need a mansion, and so does my granny
i do not care ’bout no girl droppin’ panties
i’m goin’ commando, might need me a medic
these n+ggas sorry, i’m not sorry for ’em
she got a problem, i might solve it for her
i’m in a foreign, i can’t drive a ford
i was in civics and honda accords
i was just chillin’ but i want some more
hundreds on hundreds, i count ’til i’m sore
i done got busy, i cannot get bored
i been so grateful, i’m thankin’ the lord
[refrain]
mm+hmm (mm)
mm+hmm (i had to sharpen my—)
mm+hmm (i had to sharpen my—)
mm+hmm, yeah
[verse 2]
i had to sharpen my sh+t like a sword
i had to pave the way, open the door (i had to pave the way)
i had to sleep with my bed on the floor (i had to sleep with my—)
play with the gang, we gon’ make you a corpse (play with my gang, we gon’—)
i’m at the bank to deposit, of course
[refrain]
mm+hmm (mm+hmm)
mm+hmm (uh+huh)
mm+hmm
[bridge]
these n+ggas sorry, i’m not sorry for ’em
she got a problem, i might solve it for her (mm+hmm)
i’m in a foreign, i can’t drive a ford (mm+hmm)
i was in civics and honda accords (mm+hmm)
[chorus]
you wanna win? gotta act like you want it
me and my gang at the top like a summit
i’m only smokin’ on loud like, “pump it”
.762s, droppin’ sh+lls, no dumpin’
i turn your brain into soup, no dumpling
bad b+tch, from the uk, make crumpets
i’ll blow her back in this b+tch like trumpet
rock sweatpants in the bank ’cause i’m comfy
work too hard, i ain’t run out of money
i ain’t f+ckin’ up, only f+ckin’ up the hundreds
most of these days, i be rollin’ on molly
i ain’t gotta lie, i could say it, i done it
i don’t gotta buy it, i’ll take it if i want it
most of these guys, burnt out, not funny
i be on go for the ones ain’t make it
all you gotta do, move smart, not lucky
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