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Hayley Williams

by Chandler & Fellaair

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I don't even have the energy for this shit anymore I'm tired of hearing it Bless you, Fellaair Drip, drip, drip, all hazy Misery Business, Hayley Told me come through, I told 'em maybe Clock on the wrist, tick tick, lazy White, nasal Wet, naval Came with a third, Quavo Out, out Out with a buddy from Italy, we smoking basil Oregano sheesh and you couldn't change me If I was out rapping on cable Six deep at a table I'd never speak of a fable Avacado cut up and we dipping the chip and I pass it to Gabriel Why are you coming to me like I do not got plans for the night Why are you coming to me like I'm chilly in a lot of ice Been living like I got a billion lives Whipping the focus, but whipping like I got a billi in mind I'm Miley way I keep a Billy in mind Cypher I climb, then I recline Get to bagging a dime and doing some crime They thinking they mine It's really sublime the way that we passing the time But it's a fine line Drip, drip, drip, all hazy Misery Business, Hayley Told me come through, I told 'em maybe Clock on the wrist, tick tick, lazy White, nasal Wet, naval Came with a third, Quavo Out, out I'm out in BK with a couple of dogs, Brooklyn shit I came from VA with a pack of the fog and a lighter flick I been feeling like Wayne, smoking the bog While you be a goofy snitch You cannot get near me, I am just too legit Tell you to "get back" like Ludacris Beaver, I got 'em like, damn Son, I go ham I don't throw hands I just throw bands And I put it on the gram Everything off of the cam Feeling every single jam Just to show off for the fam You are not fam, fam You could never be the man, man Out it just ain't gonna pan, fam Go throw ya pen in the can, man You just do not understand, man You can barely even stand, fam If you were rapping the way I was rapping Then, maybe you would not be damned, fam Drip, drip, drip, all hazy Misery Business, Hayley Told me come through, I told 'em maybe Clock on the wrist, tick tick, lazy White, nasal Wet, naval Came with a third, Quavo Out, out, out, out Drip, drip, drip, all hazy hazy hazy Drip, drip, drip, all hazy hazy hazy Misery Business, Hayley Hayley Hayley Hayley Hayley

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