Banquer – Fleetin’ Lyrics
Artist: Banquer
Song: Fleetin’
It’s fleetin, feet free thissiz relievin, I’m feelin
Like iss gone be gone soon, I ain’t done feedin
Don’t be leavin, witcha chest heavin, fumin
Guess i wuz assumin wrong saw ‘er turnin, hair flickin
Haptic emotion, winkin, starts slow motion creepin
Now tinglin, sensors singin, sanity clingin
Fi dear life, this ladies killin, mentally tanglin
Wranglin me till thihneeti starts unravelin
Is it head bops fo hip hop o plain lovin
D’ain’t befittin to mix love n condition
Whenya hit it off unconditionally love wus happenin
It ain’t malicious nor venomous, fi kill swit kindness
Ain’t eva poisonous, verbally a bit much but it ain’t ignance
It’s ignition fi diligence, I guess y’cud call it verbeloquence
Coin terms in gibberish innocencе
Cuss out a kabsh fidda but das about it, f’now
Howl bout how priah tuh 2021 I neva thought bout havin this crow’d
Wi Jamie Django go loud, tourin though worlds o sound
Get crownеd, curveball offa mound, homerun tongue inmuh mouth
Utter waterfalls to fill pools o knowledge, wise understanduz
Illustrate by addin free culture power refinement to Gauh, triforce builduz
Destroy be reborn, come alive t’spin cypher, repeat to refine better
Pepper wit clever, try not to git chopped byduh cleaver
It’s kinda like when you feelin you gotta leave ‘er
Tie it off use glue, perma sealer
Till one day all ova sudden fate be duh revealer
Tug the ribbon, see a transformer, new page in life, interception turn over
It’s fleetin, feet free thissiz relievin, I’m feelin
Like iss gone be gone soon, I ain’t done feedin
Don’t be leavin, witcha chest heavin, fumin
Guess Iuz assumin wrong saw ‘er turnin, hair flickin
Haptic emotion, winkin, starts slow motion creepin
Now tinglin, sensors singin, sanity clingin
Fi dear life, this ladies killin, mentally tanglin
Wranglin me till thihneeti starts unravelin
Is it head bops fo hip hop o plain lovin
D’ain’t befittin to mix love n condition
Whenya hit it off unconditionally love wus happenin
We was yammerin hammerin at this tryna break it down, could be clownin around in town til we run outta nouns resort to profound, pick up where backpackuz dropped us off I guess dawuz just lossin found
We was cruisin to the moods feel super fluent
Drown out a superfluous foo ackin ineloquent
Dawg sleeps on the wrong cats, owns knick-knacks
Can’t chat up to save his life, ez klick klack
Bow or kneel to see the brick I lay down to create a track
Bankuh Midas touch clean up gems call it Goldman Sachs
Yellow brick roe, pristine golden fish eggs, like tic tacs
Burn slow like you been rolled wit candle wick wax
Sit then lean all the way back, at a pawty dropped molly
Leasin social disorder when crankin up acidity
But turn into a couch if you slip me psychoearthy
Get a little too wordy f’qwerty, chemically
Compounded, leave’em dumbfounded
My abilities all rounded, get a lil hounded
Surrounded by astounded, s’what the crown did
Heavy the head it rounded, enemies were abound and alarms were sounded
It’s fleetin, feet free thissiz relievin, I’m feelin
Like iss gone be gone soon, I ain’t done feedin
Don’t be leavin, witcha chest heavin, fumin
Guess Iuz assumin wrong saw ‘er turnin, hair flickin
Haptic emotion, winkin, starts slow motion creepin
Now tinglin, sensors singin, sanity clingin
Fi dear life, this ladies killin, mentally tanglin
Wranglin me till thihneeti starts unravelin
Is it head bops fo hip hop o plain lovin
D’ain’t befittin to mix love n condition
Whenya hit it off unconditionally love wus happenin
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Release Year: 2012