★★★★★★ Songtext
von SNVRK

Young man, yeah, I think you need a theme song
Kid, just be yourself, don′t just be what we on
Seen a lot of stars die huffin' Freon
You don′t need to understand, there's a reason

Hi-vis run the city, you can't tell a nigga shit
My opps′ll tear Achilles, I let the shit rip
Where your mind at? Why you thinking I′mma hit shit
Bitch, you lucky I'mma fuck you
They ain′t getting this dick!


Like the internet and 50, yeah, the shit don't mix
I be standing by my city, with the pistol gripped
Pier 6, antics, buy a nigga bitch
Got meal tix, fanfics, couple setlists

You fucked another nigga, I told you not two
I′m fucked, I know my limits, I'm ′bout to drop you
I'm slingin' all the tickets, they payin′ our dues
This just a cost of living, we takin′ all views

I think I'm done pretending, that I′mma call you
Just start another ending, that don't involve you
I stick my dick in the mix and look at the volume
I′m taking hints from the Brinks, and crook up the stockroom

(Uh, oh!) Volume...
Running up these tickets, and the- (Uh, oh!)
Yeah, I just... uh, uh, not to fuck these days, man (Uh, oh!)
(Uh, oh!) D-SNARKOLEPSY, I gotta...