wtf thomas – poke throats / threats lyrics
[part i + poke throats]
[verse]
i was in a rough place i found
tryna slow sh+t down
make rounds round clocks
make sound
through different towns, i rode
six hours on the road just to see my bro
now smoke doesn’t even poke throats no more
friends don’t choke no more
all the middle school jokes ain’t jokes no more
it’s the way we get stoked when the blokes get bored
ain’t n0body comes forward, i’m the odd man out
if i wasn’t reassured, probably take a different route
people want an encore cause they’re out of the house
can’t believe they’re having fun without no booze or any loud
so imma rep the z and b, push that sh+t into my crowd
if you ain’t f+cking with the music then your fat ass is out
this is for my health, that’s what all of it’s about
this is for my health, that’s what all of it’s about
i just wanna make some sh+t and have people appreciate the sh+t that i make and sh+t
if it’s a relay race i’ll quit, i ain’t taking no advice from a chick with a d+ck
imma split like a young yung lean on the ginseng strip
there’s a reference to prove that i’m hip (woo!)
i just want the way that i go to be sick
i don’t wanna die hung like a real big d+ck
that’s it
{that’s it, that’s it, that’s it, that’s it, that’s it, that’s it, that’s it, that’s it… that’s it… that’s it!)
[part ii + threats]
i’m bombing hills, no hands, to show that i’m in control when i lose my grip
i’m dropping bills, straight bands, to show that i’m still the old me when i cop some drip
i’m popping pills, not a fan, to show that i roll over when the pressure hits
i’m stopping thrills, be a man, to show that i won’t fold up when i lose my sh+t
i’m bombing hills, no hands, to show that i’m in control when i lose my grip
i’m dropping bills, straight bands, to show that i’m still the old me when i cop some drip
i’m popping pills, not a fan, to show that i roll over when the pressure hits
i’m stopping thrills, be a man, to show that i won’t fold up when i lose my sh+t
i’m bombing hills, no hands, to show that i’m in control when i lose my grip
i’m dropping bills, straight bands, to show that i’m still the old me when i cop some drip
i’m popping pills, not a fan, to show that i roll over when the pressure hits
i’m stopping thrills, be a man, to show that i won’t fold up when i lose my sh+t
i’m bombing hills, no hands, to show that i’m in control when i lose my grip
i’m dropping bills, straight bands, to show that i’m still the old me when i cop some drip
i’m popping pills, not a fan, to show that i roll over when the pressure hits
i’m stopping thrills, be a man, to show that i won’t fold up when i lose my sh+t
Random Lyrics
- social waste – φράουλες στη μανωλάδα (fraoules sth manwlada) lyrics
- synaka rhymes & asir – take it easy lyrics
- dimèji – pray (interlude) lyrics
- violet cheri – hey honey heaven lyrics
- acrolysis – i should have known lyrics
- annacrusa – hacia la luna lyrics
- cryjaxx – you need you (acoustic) lyrics
- built to spill – mountain top lyrics
- raid hamza – 2/6 lyrics
- mon doux saigneur – aller lyrics