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OH! WHAT A CARRY ON

WAS THE RHETORIC PERSUASIVE?
WERE YOU BLINDED BY THAT GREASY CHARM?
ALL THAT GURNING TO THE CAMERAS
SURELY SHOULD HAVE RAISED

took the night train to Brussels cause I hate to fly
Fifteen hours kept awake by a drunken Dutchman singing in the aisle
Then we loved each other four

Life in Brussels so mondane
But if he hadn't left the States he would've gone insane
Depression deep under his skin now
Dreams of how his lost his sight

ever think about Future Me

That guy's future is bright
Like the end of a tunnel or Brussels festival nights
An excellent life full of success

fr
They'll walk you down fr
We sending bout a hunnid rounds
Is you in the field fr fr
I'm having deals on deals on deals
We get the bags and bags by

the kief, supercharging the reefer
Shorty a believer, light up ‘fore I leave her
Picked up by the Kiva
(Outie!) 

I keep a ounce in my day bag, ounce in my go

headed
Yall was tripping bout some shit you forgot that I never said it
I ain't had to said it I bet that you got the message
By this point I would've

You put the jingle in my bell, and the sleigh bells in my snow
You place your stockings by my chimney, a kiss beneath my mistletoe
You put

Brussels
On this road to success ya seat need to buckle
And get stacks of the bag not talking bout duffels

One Six Jsteezzy you know you in trouble
Wasn't

awhile
I know just how to make you smile
I know just how to make you smile
I know just how to (Uh uh)

Damn.. it's been a minute since you came by
Waitin

a big deck by leaning on bed
My grandpa smoke weed so he take a break
My bitch love wings but she can't make
Every bitch want my dick I do that best
But

Grinding
I'm blinded
By the money
Crawl out of bed in the morning
Turn the beat up time to floor it
My mortgage 
Late before can't afford it 
How

revert back to the hustle 
Tryna make this money sprout no Brussel

If it is not int bout no cash I ain't Stunting shit
Alotta talk come out they mouth but

in the kitchen
I'm on a mission
This is that fire
I need the vision 
Lettin off rounds for the money 
On point
2020

I'm finna sprout Brussels
Work

food man I need a big sandwich
Big as the trees
Didn't got no enemies by then I was completely zen
But I didn't even knew that we couldn't even spend

The devil done shouted
My heart's rerouted
Like a Brussel I'm sprouted
Flex my muscles when I'm doubted
Due to my hustle I've been scouted
Fuck those who

Sorry I burned down your house
I'm a brussel sprout
Sorry I used you for clout
I'm a sauerkraut
Sorry I fucked your ex
Once again, on accident
I swear I

There's two shiny shire horses, gentle strong and proud
Not in the least bit bothered by the cheering crowd
Carnival clowns pull faces but one

this glove, oh jimmy jimmy
Biting deep into the pit of this passionate fruit
Honey dew, rendezvous to Bed Bath & Beyond with you
Morning do, followed by

Stockholm's ice is melting in the sun
Brussels, Madrid, Prague, Amsterdam, Kiev,
London, Paris and Rome
Only one place you can call home
When I was young I

got you Rigby
Got the glock I read and copy
Doing risky maneuvers with Capn' Knuckles
Boy I'm eating these flapjacks
With a side of some brussels
They

with a little wiggle room won't let you by
You can say it straight to my face and don't be shy
You can catch a nigga in the act and he still lie
Real

okay cuz I'm a rapper, not a singer
I'm like the brussel sprouts on a side of Sunday dinner
God loves a winner
But I deliver
Another fifth of vodka

niggas do the intentional try to wrap around
Pink champagne in my flute I got my pinky out
Lemon butter salmon for dinner with the Brussels sprouts
At this