Muze Sikk – Bundled Lyrics
Artist: Muze Sikk
Song: Bundled
Bundled in the back on the bookcase
Muze to the Sikk
Imma read through this
When I bomb I press
Got Indy Heat Records on my MF checks
I don’t know nobody else who got it like this
I purported every major method
If you really got the credit
Then you really at the edge of
This
Measure
It’s all a pleasure
Y’all fake like pleather
I’m better
I’m on
Like a CD
sh#t on the game get the TP
Bit on the fang and she need me
Set like a MF TV
All of my peers appear bland
I’m bleeding right out my eyes into my hands
I dream of Tahiti
Your b#tch on my weenie
Eyes actually open
I see it
Y’all seedy
Can’t f#ck with the number one fan
She knows She knows she knows
It’s all the same to her
People below will eat you up
And lick their lips after they’re done
Los Angelas
New alibis
Old habits die hard and leave you scarred
Maybe it’s not war that we run from
Put together pieces of a perfect puzzle
Metaphor for when I f#ck yo b#tch
Bag o thin spliffs
Ash it in this
Now crash the new whip
And slash the blue wrist
The gash is too Sikk
[Hold up MF I don’t understand
Then overreach and get overthrown
Like a pitch that was missed by a catchers glove
Where I been
Where I been at
Sinning in endless religious resonance
Cop the bag
f#ck the cops
Bag the Glock
Blast the block
Mister Spock With the Basketball
We grow up to grow up and grow nuts
And die like the grown ups who showed us
How to grow up
You MFs haven’t even grown up
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From the album:
Muze Sikk All Day [Explicit]
Release Year: 2018
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