CAROLINA MAN FLYING OBJECT
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โฑ๏ธ 2:37 duration
๐ ID: 25398006
๐ Lyrics
I tried to calm down, I can't do it
I'll have a gypsy lady turn Kanye Jewish
You bought a Cybertruck and boy that bitch look stupid
I'm running on fumes and I'm sippin' on sewage
The road got bumpy, so I went Frank Lucas
A slimy motherfucker, bubble blower, straight mucus
I practice black magic, I start to turn bluish
Lil bitch, I act clueless, like I don't know who you is
If I come in, it's only through the back door
Father came up Harnett County from tobacco
Posted in the field, Jeepers Creepers with a backhoe
Tryna find the Hat Man, seen him in a black coat
Won't that get me stabbed though? (huh)
What you mad fo'? (huh) My most famous song is trash
I'm a asshole, hissin' in my grass, oh
I call 'em Donnie Brasco, Arthur Morgan cash flow
I caught that with my lasso, yeah hoe
I don't type tough, layin' down spike strips for them ICE trucks
Veins poppin' out my neck, lil bitch, my life suck
If you scared, go to church, keep ya eyes shut
Watch my kitchen knife cut
I got fresh produce, honey mixed in with granola
Lookin' like I'm sellin' some Maria Sharapova
Thieving libertine, I'm known as a Casanova
I'll be killin' worms if I'm ever rollin' over, soldier, damn
Somebody shoulda told ya
So she say she love me, but I'm just quotin' Sosa
Jesus take the wheel, never meant the Gorgonzola
'Bout to boil over, just drop him in Canola
Fuck
Sell my brain and blame drugs
I heard when these rappers beefin', they just kiss and make up
I'm the Cemetery Man, Gnaghi gotcha grave dug
And these boots are made for stompin', so I keep 'em laced up
Heather Mason, wake up
I'll have a gypsy lady turn Kanye Jewish
You bought a Cybertruck and boy that bitch look stupid
I'm running on fumes and I'm sippin' on sewage
The road got bumpy, so I went Frank Lucas
A slimy motherfucker, bubble blower, straight mucus
I practice black magic, I start to turn bluish
Lil bitch, I act clueless, like I don't know who you is
If I come in, it's only through the back door
Father came up Harnett County from tobacco
Posted in the field, Jeepers Creepers with a backhoe
Tryna find the Hat Man, seen him in a black coat
Won't that get me stabbed though? (huh)
What you mad fo'? (huh) My most famous song is trash
I'm a asshole, hissin' in my grass, oh
I call 'em Donnie Brasco, Arthur Morgan cash flow
I caught that with my lasso, yeah hoe
I don't type tough, layin' down spike strips for them ICE trucks
Veins poppin' out my neck, lil bitch, my life suck
If you scared, go to church, keep ya eyes shut
Watch my kitchen knife cut
I got fresh produce, honey mixed in with granola
Lookin' like I'm sellin' some Maria Sharapova
Thieving libertine, I'm known as a Casanova
I'll be killin' worms if I'm ever rollin' over, soldier, damn
Somebody shoulda told ya
So she say she love me, but I'm just quotin' Sosa
Jesus take the wheel, never meant the Gorgonzola
'Bout to boil over, just drop him in Canola
Fuck
Sell my brain and blame drugs
I heard when these rappers beefin', they just kiss and make up
I'm the Cemetery Man, Gnaghi gotcha grave dug
And these boots are made for stompin', so I keep 'em laced up
Heather Mason, wake up
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:22.46] I tried to calm down, I can't do it
[00:25.81] I'll have a gypsy lady turn Kanye Jewish
[00:28.83] You bought a Cybertruck and boy that bitch look stupid
[00:31.65] I'm running on fumes and I'm sippin' on sewage
[00:34.97] The road got bumpy, so I went Frank Lucas
[00:37.80] A slimy motherfucker, bubble blower, straight mucus
[00:40.78] I practice black magic, I start to turn bluish
[00:43.70] Lil bitch, I act clueless, like I don't know who you is
[00:46.89] If I come in, it's only through the back door
[00:50.07] Father came up Harnett County from tobacco
[00:52.65] Posted in the field, Jeepers Creepers with a backhoe
[00:55.89] Tryna find the Hat Man, seen him in a black coat
[00:59.20] Won't that get me stabbed though? (huh)
[01:00.83] What you mad fo'? (huh) My most famous song is trash
[01:03.90] I'm a asshole, hissin' in my grass, oh
[01:06.66] I call 'em Donnie Brasco, Arthur Morgan cash flow
[01:09.40] I caught that with my lasso, yeah hoe
[01:23.37] I don't type tough, layin' down spike strips for them ICE trucks
[01:27.59] Veins poppin' out my neck, lil bitch, my life suck
[01:30.64] If you scared, go to church, keep ya eyes shut
[01:33.40] Watch my kitchen knife cut
[01:35.01] I got fresh produce, honey mixed in with granola
[01:37.79] Lookin' like I'm sellin' some Maria Sharapova
[01:41.11] Thieving libertine, I'm known as a Casanova
[01:43.92] I'll be killin' worms if I'm ever rollin' over, soldier, damn
[01:48.21] Somebody shoulda told ya
[01:50.03] So she say she love me, but I'm just quotin' Sosa
[01:52.96] Jesus take the wheel, never meant the Gorgonzola
[01:55.70] 'Bout to boil over, just drop him in Canola
[01:59.23] Fuck
[01:59.83] Sell my brain and blame drugs
[02:01.66] I heard when these rappers beefin', they just kiss and make up
[02:04.93] I'm the Cemetery Man, Gnaghi gotcha grave dug
[02:07.67] And these boots are made for stompin', so I keep 'em laced up
[02:10.60] Heather Mason, wake up
[02:13.10]
[00:25.81] I'll have a gypsy lady turn Kanye Jewish
[00:28.83] You bought a Cybertruck and boy that bitch look stupid
[00:31.65] I'm running on fumes and I'm sippin' on sewage
[00:34.97] The road got bumpy, so I went Frank Lucas
[00:37.80] A slimy motherfucker, bubble blower, straight mucus
[00:40.78] I practice black magic, I start to turn bluish
[00:43.70] Lil bitch, I act clueless, like I don't know who you is
[00:46.89] If I come in, it's only through the back door
[00:50.07] Father came up Harnett County from tobacco
[00:52.65] Posted in the field, Jeepers Creepers with a backhoe
[00:55.89] Tryna find the Hat Man, seen him in a black coat
[00:59.20] Won't that get me stabbed though? (huh)
[01:00.83] What you mad fo'? (huh) My most famous song is trash
[01:03.90] I'm a asshole, hissin' in my grass, oh
[01:06.66] I call 'em Donnie Brasco, Arthur Morgan cash flow
[01:09.40] I caught that with my lasso, yeah hoe
[01:23.37] I don't type tough, layin' down spike strips for them ICE trucks
[01:27.59] Veins poppin' out my neck, lil bitch, my life suck
[01:30.64] If you scared, go to church, keep ya eyes shut
[01:33.40] Watch my kitchen knife cut
[01:35.01] I got fresh produce, honey mixed in with granola
[01:37.79] Lookin' like I'm sellin' some Maria Sharapova
[01:41.11] Thieving libertine, I'm known as a Casanova
[01:43.92] I'll be killin' worms if I'm ever rollin' over, soldier, damn
[01:48.21] Somebody shoulda told ya
[01:50.03] So she say she love me, but I'm just quotin' Sosa
[01:52.96] Jesus take the wheel, never meant the Gorgonzola
[01:55.70] 'Bout to boil over, just drop him in Canola
[01:59.23] Fuck
[01:59.83] Sell my brain and blame drugs
[02:01.66] I heard when these rappers beefin', they just kiss and make up
[02:04.93] I'm the Cemetery Man, Gnaghi gotcha grave dug
[02:07.67] And these boots are made for stompin', so I keep 'em laced up
[02:10.60] Heather Mason, wake up
[02:13.10]