Meade - Tommy Yoe Lyrics

I love these f*cking high hats

Yeah YO YO YO

Me and my bro
We're like simon and co
The Garfunkel motherf*cker sings better than mo
Yeah
Conjure up a function
Show the x and the o
Thrifted feather hat
Grab a flex for the low
I'm loyal to the soil
I don't toy with my phone
Take a day to make the flavor like i'm boiling bones
Me versus the verses
How the chorus should go
Being a better person
Thats the personal goal
But I don't
Get nervous I'm a person to know
The camaraderie is probably why i'm feeling so dope
Fugazi say your great
But it's really a roast
So many middle Americans raring to coast
I actually really care that why i'm rapping it so
Serious
Before we eat the bread its the dough
Expend a little effort or your head 'll be toast
Or burnt to a crisp
Or dead in your home

Thanks for the text last night
How did you know?
I was feeling
Under the weather and
Incredibly low
Low
Sunk to the ground
In the blistering cold
I was stuck in the city
I was itching to go
I wait in the other room
And take a sec to explode
Quit talking to hawks before my neck is exposed
Uh
Were at an end
Or you a friend or a foe
You think too much
It takes a second to know
Gang gang
Your girl got a tight circle
And your group is underground
Teenage mutant ninja turtles
I got my posse like pocky has got rocky
And were bonding over mocha, mochi, and rich coffee
It's not just tommy or takashi morakami
It's a feeling i believe in and a reason to be honest
I'll take a leap
I have a feeling that they got me
If my life falls apart or my night just got sloppy