911!
I called cuz I just wanna get shit done
And im just tryna have some fun
Two things I see cant be like one
Im not what I think I am
Look like a bitch but I am a man
But a boy I claim to be
Fuck my life get rich smoke weed
Coming off quitting
Im back on the track with a blunt in my hat and some magic
Rap shit
Trappin
Crack and im fantastic
White boy rap get big like fat chicks
Life is lavish
Voice is cracking
“911? My voice is cracking!”
Get real high and im alladin
You see what I mean?
I speak to your thoughts like a dream
And im in your head, in your body
Catch your breath and see what I see
I see you
Cuz im down in the depths like my favorite two
Nah
Were my favorite two
Walk mind in mind youre my favorite boo
Under all the aftermath
I will spit my favorite raps
I will take your hand and take you underneath the place and have fun
Fuck me im the one that youre cheating on
Im your favorite song
Im the one youre cheating on
Im the one you see in your dreams
Im your favorite one
Im your favorite one
Baby, im your favorite one
Only one
Baby im the only one
Im the older one
Grab my hand and have some fun
Fuck the other ones nobody can find me son
Nobody can touch me son
Nobody can touch me son
Fuck the other ones, im the one that knows your love
Im the oldest one, sneaking through your parents lawn
Im the only one take me home and call me hun
Call the other ones tell them im your favorite one
Lo-fi experimental synth music from the Estonian producer and frequent Dean Blunt Collaborator, crafted in conjunction with a graphic novel. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 24, 2024