Lamb Kabob歌詞

作詞 : Alexander Gumuchian
作曲 : Nitzan Gribetz
Ay, yo yo yo yo
Chill out bro
Let me tell you a little story how I'm doin'
So I woke up, thought to myself like, "How I get my bags up?"
Pop out the bed, then of course I got my bags up
Sip on that, burn that pack with my legs up
Really 'bout my cheese, and I'm glad I got gouda
GDB high, like I was from Bermuda
Drop Tilted Towers, first find that bazooka
Call up my squad, might just pipe up that pupa
45th round with your girl, I'm a trooper
***** label talk for me, ***** at Ikea
Do not disturb, I've got my [?]
I don't leave my house so I [?]
Need my money now, kinda cut-throat (Cut-throat)
Balenciaga first, that's a trenchcoat (Trenchcoat)
I don't eat my kind, I don't like **** (Cut-throat)
Balenciaga first, that's a trenchcoat (Trenchcoat)
I don't eat my kind, I don't like **** (Like ****)