Check feed, shower, then I wake up
Fake apocalypse, no shake up
Sunday morning, bishop preaching pay cut
Dark roast to keep up with day ones
Love the taste but wanna say suhn
Bite your lip, bittersweet, so shameful
Locked and loaded I'm the one they aim for
Knew it all along, still wont say nuhn
One sip so you get promoted, ah come on
Two sips so the homies notice, ah come on
Three sips will get the POTUS on it, ah come on
Four sips to become immortal
You'll do it for the coffee hot and ready with the cream
Even if you had to put me in that coffin six feet deep
You'll do it for the coffee hot and ready with the cream
Even if you had to put me in that coffin six feet deep
Not another sip, baby
Not another sip, no no
Not another sip, baby
Not another sip, no no
Man down, man down, man down, man down
America runs on the sip,
For the bands, no rose, only guns on the ship
"Look at me, Im the cap'n now" one in a mil
Look at me, XXX stuffed in a reel
You lookin at a lion stuck up in a rat race
Wheels spinnin', still no cheddar cheese we in last place
Feel like when you watching me, you make a laugh face
Pull up, cop a front seat, peep this matinee
Always told what to think, I can't Imaginate
A life where we agree on this and that, and that's at stake
Feel like your hate for me redder than a MAGA state
Gonna die for the party, can't even pass the plate
One sip so you get promoted, ah come on
Two sips so the homies notice, ah come on
Three sips will get the POTUS on it, ah come on
Four sips to become immortal
You'll do it for the coffee hot and ready with the cream
Even if you had to put me in that coffin six feet deep
You'll do it for the coffee hot and ready with the cream
Even if you had to put me in that coffin six feet deep
Not another sip, baby
Not another sip. no no
Not another sip, baby
Not another sip. no no
1....2....3...Come on!
Monday,Tuesday, Wednesday (crash)
Thursday, Friday, Saturday (crash)
Sunday misread Paul's speech (crash)
Trust in ducks on wall street (crash)
I just want what ya'll eat (crash)
Viewers online yawning (crash)
Slow Down. end is dawning (crash)
I wish the people godspeed
Jaløn Tyler - CØFFEE Lyrics
Jaløn Tyler - CØFFEE Lyrics
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Check feed, shower, then I wake up
Fake apocalypse, no shake up
Sunday morning, bishop preaching pay cut
Dark roast to keep up with day ones
Love the taste but wanna say suhn
Bite your lip, bittersweet, so shameful
Locked and loaded I'm the one they aim for
Knew it all along, still wont say nuhn
One sip so you get promoted, ah come on
Two sips so the homies notice, ah come on
Three sips will get the POTUS on it, ah come on
Four sips to become immortal
You'll do it for the coffee hot and ready with the cream
Even if you had to put me in that coffin six feet deep
You'll do it for the coffee hot and ready with the cream
Even if you had to put me in that coffin six feet deep
Not another sip, baby
Not another sip, no no
Not another sip, baby
Not another sip, no no
Man down, man down, man down, man down
America runs on the sip,
For the bands, no rose, only guns on the ship
"Look at me, Im the cap'n now" one in a mil
Look at me, XXX stuffed in a reel
You lookin at a lion stuck up in a rat race
Wheels spinnin', still no cheddar cheese we in last place
Feel like when you watching me, you make a laugh face
Pull up, cop a front seat, peep this matinee
Always told what to think, I can't Imaginate
A life where we agree on this and that, and that's at stake
Feel like your hate for me redder than a MAGA state
Gonna die for the party, can't even pass the plate
One sip so you get promoted, ah come on
Two sips so the homies notice, ah come on
Three sips will get the POTUS on it, ah come on
Four sips to become immortal
You'll do it for the coffee hot and ready with the cream
Even if you had to put me in that coffin six feet deep
You'll do it for the coffee hot and ready with the cream
Even if you had to put me in that coffin six feet deep
Not another sip, baby
Not another sip. no no
Not another sip, baby
Not another sip. no no
1....2....3...Come on!
Monday,Tuesday, Wednesday (crash)
Thursday, Friday, Saturday (crash)
Sunday misread Paul's speech (crash)
Trust in ducks on wall street (crash)
I just want what ya'll eat (crash)
Viewers online yawning (crash)
Slow Down. end is dawning (crash)
I wish the people godspeed
Fake apocalypse, no shake up
Sunday morning, bishop preaching pay cut
Dark roast to keep up with day ones
Love the taste but wanna say suhn
Bite your lip, bittersweet, so shameful
Locked and loaded I'm the one they aim for
Knew it all along, still wont say nuhn
One sip so you get promoted, ah come on
Two sips so the homies notice, ah come on
Three sips will get the POTUS on it, ah come on
Four sips to become immortal
You'll do it for the coffee hot and ready with the cream
Even if you had to put me in that coffin six feet deep
You'll do it for the coffee hot and ready with the cream
Even if you had to put me in that coffin six feet deep
Not another sip, baby
Not another sip, no no
Not another sip, baby
Not another sip, no no
Man down, man down, man down, man down
America runs on the sip,
For the bands, no rose, only guns on the ship
"Look at me, Im the cap'n now" one in a mil
Look at me, XXX stuffed in a reel
You lookin at a lion stuck up in a rat race
Wheels spinnin', still no cheddar cheese we in last place
Feel like when you watching me, you make a laugh face
Pull up, cop a front seat, peep this matinee
Always told what to think, I can't Imaginate
A life where we agree on this and that, and that's at stake
Feel like your hate for me redder than a MAGA state
Gonna die for the party, can't even pass the plate
One sip so you get promoted, ah come on
Two sips so the homies notice, ah come on
Three sips will get the POTUS on it, ah come on
Four sips to become immortal
You'll do it for the coffee hot and ready with the cream
Even if you had to put me in that coffin six feet deep
You'll do it for the coffee hot and ready with the cream
Even if you had to put me in that coffin six feet deep
Not another sip, baby
Not another sip. no no
Not another sip, baby
Not another sip. no no
1....2....3...Come on!
Monday,Tuesday, Wednesday (crash)
Thursday, Friday, Saturday (crash)
Sunday misread Paul's speech (crash)
Trust in ducks on wall street (crash)
I just want what ya'll eat (crash)
Viewers online yawning (crash)
Slow Down. end is dawning (crash)
I wish the people godspeed
Writer: Jalon Lee
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC