Lyrics:
Rodents are eaten by birds of prey
In the tomato jungle the carrots and basil are close
(Oooo we like to grow together)
Pocket gophers chew the roots
Glamour gopher on the silver screen
Most shiny rodent you've ever seem
Yeah I might have specks of dirt on my button up shirt
But I've also got fire
to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color t-shirt (yeah)
Young nigga poppin' with a pocket full of cottage (ayy)
Woah, Kemosabe, chopper aimin'
I'm hopeless That's true I hope less cause I show more
I go for it, like a gopher, I gopher it
Bitch Let go my fucking ego
She reaching in my pocket
the verbal
If I don't know your resume then
I'm not tryna serve you
Can't fuck with possums or no
Pigs, no gophers, rats, or gerbils
Got all this Off White in
playin'possum, they're behind ev'ry blossom
Even the bubble-ink
Is merrily wobble-ink
Spring, Spring, Spring
In his hole, though the gopher seems a bit
playin'possum, they're behind ev'ry blossom
Even the bubble-ink
Is merrily wobble-ink
Spring, spring, spring
In his hole, though the gopher seems a bit
playin'possum, they're behind ev'ry blossom
Even the bubble-ink
Is merrily wobble-ink
Spring, Spring, Spring
In his hole, though the gopher seems a bit
jewelry that's always on gold
I know the storm is comin'
My pockets keep tellin' me it's gonna shower
Call up my homies, it's on
And poppin' tonight
jewelry that's always on gold
I know the storm is comin'
My pockets keep tellin' me it's gonna shower
Call up my homies, it's on
And poppin' tonight
possum, they're behind ev'ry blossom
Even the bubble-ink
Is merrily wobble-ink
Spring, Spring, Spring
In his hole, though the gopher seems a bit
want that dance that can do it, give it to me straight, don't dilute it
I'm one-handed like Odell
Numb the pain like orajel
Up and down like gopher
playin'possum, they're behind ev'ry blossom
Even the bubble-ink
Is merrily wobble-ink
Spring, Spring, Spring
In his hole, though the gopher seems a bit
on role
I like my jewelry, that's always on gold
I know the storm is coming
My pockets keep telling me it's gonna shower
Call up my homies that's home
about to unfurl
A pearl
Of wisdom for ya girl
I munch on gophers faces
They taste like aces
In the pocket
Like a rocket
That’s where I stay
Vibrating
a gopher
Show a little love 'fore it's over
Give me some of that good ol' love
Oh, let me make you, you
Give me some of that good ol' love
Whoa,
on a coat
Cause I got sum ice too
Boy I feeling bipolar
Moving underground
Boy I'm movin like a gopher
444 give em more
Than its hova
Look him in
y'all Breakanomics y'all check it out
Twenty two with the chrome lip
Blocks hot careful for you cone drip roadblock
Clocks stop cop watch pockets where
infinite glocks
Drugs in my mouth and my front pocket
None of these demons ain't saying pop it
(Do it, do it now, kill him)
Copycats get fed to the shredder
don't really wanna go there
All these boys be talking trash until I put'em on a poster
Yes sir sober gopher
Hands behind my back it got me looking like
my jewelry that's always on whoa
I know the storm is comin'
My pockets keep tellin' me it's gonna shower
Call up my homies, it's on
Then pop in
when out of pocket
Off the sour like Groot and Rocket
Red River from young Adonis
Pearly gates or earthly fate?
I just know, need more time to waste
intensely
Durp I'm a bleeding gopher
Insert coin in my tank for closure
Cuz I talk like a robot with dick in my throat nothing but a cock seed choker
I take
the Whiniest child
Pest I ever meteth
And If Lancer be the metric
Thou art out of pocket, Let's locketh
You up in the dungeon
For good with no lock pick
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