"Highlight Film" lyrics
The camera watched me hit for five thousand, that's a highlight film
No, you can't join Punchmade unless you slide like them
I woke up happy, now I'm mad as fuck, I got blood on my Timbs He was hanging out the window, hit his head, he got blood on the rims
When they turn me up, it's over with when I grab keyboard
I need some wedding cake, head to the plugs, said I need weed more
Three apes in thirty minutes, spinning back, yes, I need three more
I'm stuffing dinner rolls inside my pocket, let them eat more
Three of y'all just put in on a gram, that's so embarrassing
You know them clothes is fake, but I still caught you out there wearing it
We don't care about the kids, we catch you with them, we ain't sparing them
I miss my last two MSRs, I'm really sick, I had to bury him
Your brother died, I was laughing when your family had to bury him
Plus he died a fat ass, they dropped his coffin, couldn't carry him
He got them bullets to the body, they up to chop like Lil' Terry She keep on posting his dead ass, I'll dig him up so you can marry him
Exactly six feet deep, he's never coming up or back alive
I can get active behind the screen, so fuck the mob ties
I can roll this backwood in the whip, the Tesla autodrive Snatched that Cartier right off his wrist, yeah, he ran out of time
The camera watched me hit for five thousand, that's a highlight film
No, you can't join Punchmade unless you slide like them
I woke up happy, now I'm mad as fuck, I got blood on my Timbs He was hanging out the window, hit his head, he got blood on the rims
When they turn me up, it's over with when I grab keyboard
I need some wedding cake, head to the plugs, said I need weed more
Three apes in thirty minutes, spinning back, yes, I need three more
I'm stuffing dinner rolls inside my pocket, let them eat more
No, you can't join Punchmade unless you slide like them
I woke up happy, now I'm mad as fuck, I got blood on my Timbs He was hanging out the window, hit his head, he got blood on the rims
When they turn me up, it's over with when I grab keyboard
I need some wedding cake, head to the plugs, said I need weed more
Three apes in thirty minutes, spinning back, yes, I need three more
I'm stuffing dinner rolls inside my pocket, let them eat more
Three of y'all just put in on a gram, that's so embarrassing
You know them clothes is fake, but I still caught you out there wearing it
We don't care about the kids, we catch you with them, we ain't sparing them
I miss my last two MSRs, I'm really sick, I had to bury him
Your brother died, I was laughing when your family had to bury him
Plus he died a fat ass, they dropped his coffin, couldn't carry him
He got them bullets to the body, they up to chop like Lil' Terry She keep on posting his dead ass, I'll dig him up so you can marry him
Exactly six feet deep, he's never coming up or back alive
I can get active behind the screen, so fuck the mob ties
I can roll this backwood in the whip, the Tesla autodrive Snatched that Cartier right off his wrist, yeah, he ran out of time
The camera watched me hit for five thousand, that's a highlight film
No, you can't join Punchmade unless you slide like them
I woke up happy, now I'm mad as fuck, I got blood on my Timbs He was hanging out the window, hit his head, he got blood on the rims
When they turn me up, it's over with when I grab keyboard
I need some wedding cake, head to the plugs, said I need weed more
Three apes in thirty minutes, spinning back, yes, I need three more
I'm stuffing dinner rolls inside my pocket, let them eat more
