letra de hypnotic - lil nols
[intro: giga kane]
this song is going to be
what “libertizes” your ears
and makes you feel
just who you’re supposed to be
feel right in the brain
feel right all the time
physical body in sync in motion
with the brain
[verse 1: lil nols]
tryl and lil nols, picture perfect
paparazzi in the pool
what you expect
just popped a molly
now i’m probably gonna vomit
from the liquor in my stomach
hold on, i just saw it
getting sicker, all a sudden
what’s the problem
i got nada weed or chronic
just some gin and also tonic
why this drink it taste so toxic
where’d i get this d-mn hypnotic
i’mma puke, face in the faucet
what’s with you? you wanna stop it
don’t you know just how to party
do your dance, do your dance
[hook: burry boomin’]
aye i do my dance my dance
hit this sh-t baby throw up the hands
i get the big 40 cum on my bands
you don’t wanna talk about it hoе you stan
aye i do my dance my dance
hit this sh-t baby throw up thе hands
i get the big 40 cum on my bands
you don’t wanna talk about it hoe you stan
[verse 2: burry boomin’]
aye welcome to the party
i said welcome to the party
aye its young tryl with the pill poppers
even though fink got bacardi
aye thats my baby she got drugs for me
aye those my brothers they got love for me
and i’m on top right now (i’m on top right now)
top right now so you can’t even f-ck with me
i am like houston takeoff
i don’t wanna do it b-tch do it like a bake off
i ain’t really talking quavo
i get a big bag then i gotta lay-low (lay-low)
i get the u-s-d & c-a-d and i even get the peso
run up on burry on the street
like a motherf-cker pop out a new d-mn draco
[hook: burry boomin’]
aye i do my dance my dance
hit this sh-t baby throw up the hands
i get the big 40 cum on my bands
you don’t wanna talk about it hoe you stan
aye i do my dance my dance
hit this sh-t baby throw up the hands
i get the big 40 cum on my bands
you don’t wanna talk about it hoe you stan
[verse 3: tryl]
my ex in my dm’s on my birthday
tell me that she hurt me
but she want me back
like hooray
she wanna link she wanna party
but this b-tch is dirty
i don’t want no-
really b-tch- hooray
i’m tryna’ dance, tryna’ dance
while my new girl in a trance
and she slipping out her pants
hundred bands in her hands
i’m tryna’ dance, tryna’ dance
with the molly in advance
no i don’t give a d-mn
i don’t give a sh-t
[verse 4: yung fink & tryl]
bahhhh
move in the back
move and the move
and the booth with the pack
gotten a b-tch and the b-tch a-da-bad
calling around and call me the dad
rahhhh, moment to move
im with your lady you know what i do
copping the lady’s, i’m in the booth
b-tch ya you know how i do
hop in the benz & i hop in the phantom
half of the ladies hop on the gram
taking a pic, taking a dance
posting a p-ssy, post with no hands
i got the ladies chill in the back
counting the girls, counting my stacks
counting the money, counting it fast
boom and the boom me and lil nols
we got tryl in the back don’t you know
baby hop in the rows
i’m in the rolls royce watch how i go
brahhhhhh
vroom vroom
[outro: yung bs]
i’m yung bs and i support this message
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