Time to Be Alive

Let me put my message in a bottle And I throw it in the sea, that's a big puddle Then I nut on your bitch, that's no cuddle Then i'm out, then i'm gone, that's full throttle Young Corby going in, I'm about my Elizabeth No Sir Edmund, just Ernest Ruthorford And they wonder how I get it from by the way I live Better shut your lip, or that's off with your lid Buh, buh, buh, buh Now everybody sick from these medicated kids Hide and lie behind edited vids I don't know why but everything is Everything will be fine when we get lit Get a million views from booty shaking and shit, yeah What a time to be alive to exist What a time to be alive, yeah Everybody throwing gang signs, man Everybody want to be hardcore now, yeah And shine, shine, shine, now Pull up on the I.G yeah, and lie, lie, lie, lie Got the whole world shook, yeah Like fy, fy, fy, fy Boom Then I walk up in the room, make you feel uncomfortable That's real walking in, to you it don't make sense It's something you'll never understand That it ain't my type, so ight I'm about to flex for the internet Hell coz I know that your into that Bitch with the best fin-ni-ness Ima put it down for the contest Let me put my message in a bottle And I throw it in the sea, that's a big puddle Then I nut on your bitch, that's no cuddle Then i'm out, then i'm gone, that's full throttle Young Corby going in, I'm about my Elizabeth No Sir Edmund, just Ernest Ruthorford And they wonder how I get it from by the way I live Better shut your lip, or that's off with your lid Buh, buh, buh, buh Now everybody sick from these medicated kids Hide and lie behind edited vids I don't know why but everything is Everything will be fine when we get lit Get a million views from booty shaking and shit, yeah What a time to be alive to exist What a time to be alive, look into my eyes Tell me the truth and never tell lies Wana be the goat, that's the greatest of all time Got to get a dose of these notes, I ain't talking stave lines, yeah I heard you through the grape vine, young corby making that fy Dripping with this textile, coming with these hits, Pow Got to do my thing now, got to make mumma proud Got to make my city proud Invercali, that's my city, mmm yuh Only give a fuck about these Elizabeth's, they so pretty, uh, yuh Corby want some Giovani, that's that Loui and that Gucci Yeah Givenchy, I want the Givenchy Paint a picture of your bitcha like Da Vinci Let me put my message in a bottle And I throw it in the sea, that's a big puddle Then I nut on your bitch, that's no cuddle Then i'm out, then i'm gone, that's full throttle Young Corby going in, I'm about my Elizabeth No Sir Edmund, just Ernest Ruthorford And they wonder how I get it from by the way I live Better shut your lip, or that's off with your lid Buh, buh, buh, buh Now everybody sick from these medicated kids Hide and lie behind edited vids I don't know why but everything is Everything will be fine when we get lit Get a million views from booty shaking and shit, yeah What a time to be alive to exist