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letra de catfish - low country kingdom

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[verse 1: montgomery]
you feelin sorrow, but lookin sultry
come ride my soul train, well that’s adultery
i’m feeling so vain, but so was cobain
we were candy, but now we’re cocaine

[verse 1: ricketts]
yeah swagger so neon, deion
coeds on the walk askin
what the f-ck is he on?
mind so fine like white wine from leon
groupon grey pu pon. that’s what we on. freon

[pre-chorus 1: montgomery]
some days
i heard the world is your oyster
i walk
it’s all glitz and glamour
the stars
man they make it sound so easy
they never said you need a hammer
but i
i sold my soul for a token
don’t go
you know my grits is golden
too far
i’m just a deep fried sophist
it’s all catfish and codeine

[chorus 1: montgomery]
na la la la la la la na na na na na
it’s all catfish and codeine

[verse 2: montgomery]
i’m smoking gr-ss in the chesapeake wetlands
hallucinogens swimming in my sweat glands
let the demons speak
p-ss on the good sleep
slap on some fifteen sunscreen protection

[verse 2: ricketts]
a hundred fifty for my tattoos so my hippo stays green
monkey tail on my ribs, kinda like a banksy
and i bowl with boulders
i don’t need an atlas got the world up on my shoulders

[pre-chorus 2: ricketts and montgomery]
some days
blue jeans and a green tee
i walk
purple shades and a deep v
the stars
rip a little can’t see me
tattoos all on my belly
but i
i’m in the ocean feelin so swell
don’t go
i just ate but oh well
too far
got all i need in my knapsack
so put this story in a paperback

[chorus 2: montgomery and ricketts]
na la la la la la la na na na na na
so put this story in a paperback

[verse 3: ricketts]
i wanna motha f-ckin diamond, sp-ceship, platinum, dash
hit the wormhole cut a cuban for dad
take out the trash for mom, and then i’m back on task
back to the studio blasting, then go shopping at nasa

[verse 3: montgomery]
yeah yeah yeah yeah uh
well could you go any faster?
this a blackbird, man, mach 7 and that’s it?
i cashed it out to get this crashing couch
i need a california queen man i’m p-ssing out

[pre-chorus 3: montgomery and ricketts]
some days
i heard the world is your oyster
i walk
it’s all glitz and glamour
the stars
man they make it sound so easy
they never said you need a hammer
but i
i sold my soul for a token
don’t go
you know my grits is golden
too far
i’m just a deep fried sophist
it’s all catfish and codeine

[chorus 3: montgomery and ricketts]
na la la la la la la na na na na na
it’s all catfish and codeine

- low country kingdom

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