"LowPoly" lyrics
Bootleg designer clothes, knock-off colognes
As of late I've been saving third person story mode
Low— Low poly snow on the pixelated roads
Field of view maxed out, BONES wanna see it all
Smoke— Smoking in the car with nobody else involved
Two— Two twelves thumping knocking pictures off the wall
Low— Low res moon barely peeking through the clouds
Big crushed flashbacks, memories of Howell
Chain— chains on the tires, black ice up on the ground
Amateur weapons got me sliding like a child
Swing— swing away like Merrill when the rain coming down
Jug of water with the brown, electrolytes to wash it down
All my rugs Persian, mattress Alaskan
Thinking how much my houses cost always keeps me laughing
How the fuck we make it out the basement off of rapping?
How the fuck we got it off the strength, off the passion?
Bootleg designer clothes, knock-off cologne
SESH
This is the moment in time, consistent motion in grind
I got whatever it is that's needed rooted deep in my mind
Quickly resort to my ways, I make an ultimacy
Pull up in a bucket now she don't wanna hop in
I never mean no offense, never needed no friends
But luckily I got 'em now, I see a means to an end
I'm like a leaf in the wind, in the breeze, I swim
Who, what, where, when? It is I, I'm him
It's the number one corpse, I'm the one that they depend on
Lean on, light, leave on, bitch, I shall be
In the caddy, in the garage, by the motorway
Six deep, in the bulletproof like a motorcade
I light, show the way, I spawn and save the day
Noclip through the ground, god mode when I play
Deathmatch spare no man, go to sleep cashed
No dreams, brain numb from the blunt ash (SESH)
Just a moment in time
Just a moment in time
As of late I've been saving third person story mode
Low— Low poly snow on the pixelated roads
Field of view maxed out, BONES wanna see it all
Smoke— Smoking in the car with nobody else involved
Two— Two twelves thumping knocking pictures off the wall
Low— Low res moon barely peeking through the clouds
Big crushed flashbacks, memories of Howell
Chain— chains on the tires, black ice up on the ground
Amateur weapons got me sliding like a child
Swing— swing away like Merrill when the rain coming down
Jug of water with the brown, electrolytes to wash it down
All my rugs Persian, mattress Alaskan
Thinking how much my houses cost always keeps me laughing
How the fuck we make it out the basement off of rapping?
How the fuck we got it off the strength, off the passion?
Bootleg designer clothes, knock-off cologne
SESH
This is the moment in time, consistent motion in grind
I got whatever it is that's needed rooted deep in my mind
Quickly resort to my ways, I make an ultimacy
Pull up in a bucket now she don't wanna hop in
I never mean no offense, never needed no friends
But luckily I got 'em now, I see a means to an end
I'm like a leaf in the wind, in the breeze, I swim
Who, what, where, when? It is I, I'm him
It's the number one corpse, I'm the one that they depend on
Lean on, light, leave on, bitch, I shall be
In the caddy, in the garage, by the motorway
Six deep, in the bulletproof like a motorcade
I light, show the way, I spawn and save the day
Noclip through the ground, god mode when I play
Deathmatch spare no man, go to sleep cashed
No dreams, brain numb from the blunt ash (SESH)
Just a moment in time
Just a moment in time
