Barbells
Barbells By [BRAKETZ] Bounce it, hit it Take yo love off my wish list Saw you and your ex kissing Maybe I was just dreaming? Rap waving like a seaman Me and you, twin demons Bars to high to stand up But I am already sitting It is such a nuisance, passing time just by knitting Cooking up bars we in a fancy kitchen Speeding off for real you know you a Nissan Got the rolls that we listing Crazy, you better trust yo instinct Yeah we just chilling You smoking that Winston, you don’t care bout your lungs? Ignored the phone when it rung My dream of you kissing wasn’t with the tongue There was this particular song that you sung It was called “Barbells” Just wanna break through, the way I break those walls Hung up both with those twin phone calls It was probably you though, lord knows God don’t know cuz the only person that knows is the lord It might be the same, maybe alter ego? Surfing speedos, turn you orange like a Cheeto Hit the mosquito, I wanna see you grow I don’t wanna be yo foe I just wanna be your bro You gonna be my soul, my brain, my blood, my bones Be my square, my circle, my triangle, my cone Wolf pack, wolf lone Bank lone got you real broke Bars popping like coke Shop, though it’s real big, call it Costco? When your sauce on, I am gonna knock on your soft door You feeling sorrow, my ice tweeting I’m like a bird, Nelly Furtado Chopped yours, that means god knows That would break those rules, like me and soprano Hot in that fireplace just call it charcoal Lifting you up wasn’t easy Putting you back down wasn’t hard, no You weren’t heavy like what do you call it? Oh, it’s called barbells Everybody happy I ain’t that excited Don’t care what motor you are, I ain’t gonna ride it I even gonna ride you if it is LaFerrari Because the truth is, you a bad chick, and I ain’t actually sorry Another day to reminisce, peanuts to an elephant I don’t wanna join the party Schyeah, but I ain’t Carti Babysitter telling me to not be naughty Gripping on her, and my hands ain’t even chalky But I don’t wanna go I just have to let you know Before I walk out that door I just got to show you That it wasn’t true The lord, god, but I know I know that you sold your soul Sold it to a guy called Barbells We should just chill Fed on bars on the grill? I don’t ever wear my grillz Don’t wanna be the fake ass kid, uh Break out if you wanna fly Fly, fly, fly your kite Incomes the tide tonight Uh we gonna break you, take you Flip you on plate too Eat you like a steak boo Tripling the wage ooh Ain’t no dumbbell, treasure chest Settle for less, pay me the check The cash, the dough, the moolah, the money, the funds Also the bread, the scratch, the cheddar The lucre, the jack, the readies The shekels, the guap, the fetti The dubs, the grants, the tenners The wampum, the stacks, keep it tender Went well? Sent to hell and I never sell Wish me well, wishing well Female and Male? Rex, Evan and Nell Super heartfelt? You rated 5 stars on a movie called Barbells Everyday hitters, cutters, shooters Follow the news and I ain’t got no booze Yeah I cannot choose, I am too young it’s true Wanna release it all on this crew? Thinking about you all day Imagine you are in the gym You are lifting barbells Final goodbyes I’ll stare into your eyes You telling me all of those lies? You are a snake, but you do not know how to bite Turn on the light Fists up, yeah hissing, it is on sight Punched to death in the middle of the night What did I drop on you, so you could die? It was some barbells
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Barbells By [BRAKETZ] Bounce it, hit it Take yo love off my wish list Saw you and your ex kissing Maybe I was just dreaming? Rap waving like a seaman Me and you, twin demons Bars to high to stand up But I am already sitting It is such a nuisance, passing time just by knitting Cooking up bars we in a fancy kitchen Speeding off for real you know you a Nissan Got the rolls that we listing Crazy, you better trust yo instinct Yeah we just chilling You smoking that Winston, you don’t care bout your lungs? Ignored the phone when it rung My dream of you kissing wasn’t with the tongue There was this particular song that you sung It was called “Barbells” Just wanna break through, the way I break those walls Hung up both with those twin phone calls It was probably you though, lord knows God don’t know cuz the only person that knows is the lord It might be the same, maybe alter ego? Surfing speedos, turn you orange like a Cheeto Hit the mosquito, I wanna see you grow I don’t wanna be yo foe I just wanna be your bro You gonna be my soul, my brain, my blood, my bones Be my square, my circle, my triangle, my cone Wolf pack, wolf lone Bank lone got you real broke Bars popping like coke Shop, though it’s real big, call it Costco? When your sauce on, I am gonna knock on your soft door You feeling sorrow, my ice tweeting I’m like a bird, Nelly Furtado Chopped yours, that means god knows That would break those rules, like me and soprano Hot in that fireplace just call it charcoal Lifting you up wasn’t easy Putting you back down wasn’t hard, no You weren’t heavy like what do you call it? Oh, it’s called barbells Everybody happy I ain’t that excited Don’t care what motor you are, I ain’t gonna ride it I even gonna ride you if it is LaFerrari Because the truth is, you a bad chick, and I ain’t actually sorry Another day to reminisce, peanuts to an elephant I don’t wanna join the party Schyeah, but I ain’t Carti Babysitter telling me to not be naughty Gripping on her, and my hands ain’t even chalky But I don’t wanna go I just have to let you know Before I walk out that door I just got to show you That it wasn’t true The lord, god, but I know I know that you sold your soul Sold it to a guy called Barbells We should just chill Fed on bars on the grill? I don’t ever wear my grillz Don’t wanna be the fake ass kid, uh Break out if you wanna fly Fly, fly, fly your kite Incomes the tide tonight Uh we gonna break you, take you Flip you on plate too Eat you like a steak boo Tripling the wage ooh Ain’t no dumbbell, treasure chest Settle for less, pay me the check The cash, the dough, the moolah, the money, the funds Also the bread, the scratch, the cheddar The lucre, the jack, the readies The shekels, the guap, the fetti The dubs, the grants, the tenners The wampum, the stacks, keep it tender Went well? Sent to hell and I never sell Wish me well, wishing well Female and Male? Rex, Evan and Nell Super heartfelt? You rated 5 stars on a movie called Barbells Everyday hitters, cutters, shooters Follow the news and I ain’t got no booze Yeah I cannot choose, I am too young it’s true Wanna release it all on this crew? Thinking about you all day Imagine you are in the gym You are lifting barbells Final goodbyes I’ll stare into your eyes You telling me all of those lies? You are a snake, but you do not know how to bite Turn on the light Fists up, yeah hissing, it is on sight Punched to death in the middle of the night What did I drop on you, so you could die? It was some barbells
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