"The Woods" lyrics
Yeah, I never sweat 'em if they're talking shit, I let 'em
I tell my people to go and get 'em
And spill their jeans onto their denim
And sleep with the Beatles like groupies for Lennon
I heard that if all you can get is some lemons and mix it with vodka and call it a beverage
I think it was Kevin, or Devin or it maybe it wasn't I just can't remember
I'm faded, I'm faded, I'm faded, I'm faded, I'm kidding
I never eat pussy, that shit is for pussies
I'm good, I'm playing
I'm bad, just saying
I put their arms on the table and their torsos in the hamper
Then move their elbows to the floor like you'll watch your fucking manners
I'm not a gangster, gangster
I never tried to be
I'm a travel agent for the places you are dying to be, man
I'm so fucking better than you
I'm full of myself like I ate me for food
I don't see them, I don't see them
And I don't see much if I'm looking at you
We're all they're looking for
Like an au revoir
We're losing something good
Welcome to the woods
Yeah, white boy wasted, shotgun the beer
Light up a smoke, I'm good over here
My Mohawk crazy, swag so lazy
Nothing to lose so there's nothing to fear
I'm not even trying, you caught me I'm lying
I'm trying to stop that, I don't stop at all
I aim for the head, put his brains on his shirt
I don't even mind that they're trying at all, hoe
There is some evil here
I swear I feel it hiding deep inside of all the people here
They dress it up with suits and ties and fancy things and etiquette
Then hang out at the iron gates where money and the devil lives, hoe
I'm running this bitch like a trainer, they're not on my radar
Put gas on the bridge and I'll burn them all later
They're looking for tips but I don't give them none like I finished my meal
And just like the waiter, we're awesome, they're haters, we're scissors
They're paper, we're sailing away and dropping our anchor
They're happy with candy
And I want a Grammy and pussy that comes in like 10 different flavors
We're all they're looking for
Like an au revoir
Losing something good
Welcome to the woods
I tell my people to go and get 'em
And spill their jeans onto their denim
And sleep with the Beatles like groupies for Lennon
I heard that if all you can get is some lemons and mix it with vodka and call it a beverage
I think it was Kevin, or Devin or it maybe it wasn't I just can't remember
I'm faded, I'm faded, I'm faded, I'm faded, I'm kidding
I never eat pussy, that shit is for pussies
I'm good, I'm playing
I'm bad, just saying
I put their arms on the table and their torsos in the hamper
Then move their elbows to the floor like you'll watch your fucking manners
I'm not a gangster, gangster
I never tried to be
I'm a travel agent for the places you are dying to be, man
I'm so fucking better than you
I'm full of myself like I ate me for food
I don't see them, I don't see them
And I don't see much if I'm looking at you
We're all they're looking for
Like an au revoir
We're losing something good
Welcome to the woods
Yeah, white boy wasted, shotgun the beer
Light up a smoke, I'm good over here
My Mohawk crazy, swag so lazy
Nothing to lose so there's nothing to fear
I'm not even trying, you caught me I'm lying
I'm trying to stop that, I don't stop at all
I aim for the head, put his brains on his shirt
I don't even mind that they're trying at all, hoe
There is some evil here
I swear I feel it hiding deep inside of all the people here
They dress it up with suits and ties and fancy things and etiquette
Then hang out at the iron gates where money and the devil lives, hoe
I'm running this bitch like a trainer, they're not on my radar
Put gas on the bridge and I'll burn them all later
They're looking for tips but I don't give them none like I finished my meal
And just like the waiter, we're awesome, they're haters, we're scissors
They're paper, we're sailing away and dropping our anchor
They're happy with candy
And I want a Grammy and pussy that comes in like 10 different flavors
We're all they're looking for
Like an au revoir
Losing something good
Welcome to the woods
