I be up early early
Yea yea yea, yea, yea, yea
I'm up early with the birdies when the dawn cracks
Just searching for a hit like the bong, bat
I hit the shift niggas All Cap
I'm all facts
Never switched sides
I put that on the kids in my ballsack
I'm going off like alarm clocks
Im on one till im on top
I call shots never called cops
Just tryna spill my heart out for the song stops
Ya
You see they
They gon hate but they all-watching
And God got me
Just be very cautious
Might need autopsosy
Way i kill em softly
Clothes stained wit coffee
I cant get em off me
They parasites and
Imma need some space like a Terabyte
Count a green face with the berry stripe
Very nice
I be in the stu home-cookin like a married wife
Tryna take good care of mine
I think about my goals get terrified
I think about my bros get teary-eyed
I think about my foes think scary-side
I peek inside my soul see, paradise
I
I find peace like my girl wit Tai-Chi, My
My mind see different world than eyes see, I
See i peep different persons psyche
Now
And i think, 'I dont think they like P'
Now
My IG say that don't define me right
But all i see is everybody tryna be like
Well what they think that everybody tryna be
Aint nobody tryna lead
Everybody copy
So
Its adios to the copy-clones
Im tryna go to Galapagos
Where tings tan trees tropical
Bikini top optional
I fell in love with the obstacle
Learned to poke at impossible
Make winning sound probable
And quitting sound comical
I got the juice keep a bottle-full
Young-caboose get a lotta pull
Thinking I can't save these hoes I rather save the planet dog
Careful of my moves if it's gonna get my man involved
Plotting on estate that got a lake for cannonballs
Need a
Big bag Santa Claus
I drop a hit back flip
Baby f*ck the ump
I puff the bunt
I promise that we up to sum
Been looking at these other rappers like its sucks to suck
I'm up early with the birdies when the dawn cracks
Just searching for a hit like the bong-bat
I hit the shift niggas All Cap
I'm all facts
Never switched sides
I put that on the kids in my ballsack
I'm going off like alarm clocks
Im on one till im on top
I call shots, never called cops
Just tryna spill my heart out for the song stops
Ya
Yea yea yea, yea, yea, yea
Pierce Ripanti - Alarm Clocks (Freestyle) Lyrics
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I be up early early
Yea yea yea, yea, yea, yea
I'm up early with the birdies when the dawn cracks
Just searching for a hit like the bong, bat
I hit the shift niggas All Cap
I'm all facts
Never switched sides
I put that on the kids in my ballsack
I'm going off like alarm clocks
Im on one till im on top
I call shots never called cops
Just tryna spill my heart out for the song stops
Ya
You see they
They gon hate but they all-watching
And God got me
Just be very cautious
Might need autopsosy
Way i kill em softly
Clothes stained wit coffee
I cant get em off me
They parasites and
Imma need some space like a Terabyte
Count a green face with the berry stripe
Very nice
I be in the stu home-cookin like a married wife
Tryna take good care of mine
I think about my goals get terrified
I think about my bros get teary-eyed
I think about my foes think scary-side
I peek inside my soul see, paradise
I
I find peace like my girl wit Tai-Chi, My
My mind see different world than eyes see, I
See i peep different persons psyche
Now
And i think, 'I dont think they like P'
Now
My IG say that don't define me right
But all i see is everybody tryna be like
Well what they think that everybody tryna be
Aint nobody tryna lead
Everybody copy
So
Its adios to the copy-clones
Im tryna go to Galapagos
Where tings tan trees tropical
Bikini top optional
I fell in love with the obstacle
Learned to poke at impossible
Make winning sound probable
And quitting sound comical
I got the juice keep a bottle-full
Young-caboose get a lotta pull
Thinking I can't save these hoes I rather save the planet dog
Careful of my moves if it's gonna get my man involved
Plotting on estate that got a lake for cannonballs
Need a
Big bag Santa Claus
I drop a hit back flip
Baby f*ck the ump
I puff the bunt
I promise that we up to sum
Been looking at these other rappers like its sucks to suck
I'm up early with the birdies when the dawn cracks
Just searching for a hit like the bong-bat
I hit the shift niggas All Cap
I'm all facts
Never switched sides
I put that on the kids in my ballsack
I'm going off like alarm clocks
Im on one till im on top
I call shots, never called cops
Just tryna spill my heart out for the song stops
Ya
Yea yea yea, yea, yea, yea
Yea yea yea, yea, yea, yea
I'm up early with the birdies when the dawn cracks
Just searching for a hit like the bong, bat
I hit the shift niggas All Cap
I'm all facts
Never switched sides
I put that on the kids in my ballsack
I'm going off like alarm clocks
Im on one till im on top
I call shots never called cops
Just tryna spill my heart out for the song stops
Ya
You see they
They gon hate but they all-watching
And God got me
Just be very cautious
Might need autopsosy
Way i kill em softly
Clothes stained wit coffee
I cant get em off me
They parasites and
Imma need some space like a Terabyte
Count a green face with the berry stripe
Very nice
I be in the stu home-cookin like a married wife
Tryna take good care of mine
I think about my goals get terrified
I think about my bros get teary-eyed
I think about my foes think scary-side
I peek inside my soul see, paradise
I
I find peace like my girl wit Tai-Chi, My
My mind see different world than eyes see, I
See i peep different persons psyche
Now
And i think, 'I dont think they like P'
Now
My IG say that don't define me right
But all i see is everybody tryna be like
Well what they think that everybody tryna be
Aint nobody tryna lead
Everybody copy
So
Its adios to the copy-clones
Im tryna go to Galapagos
Where tings tan trees tropical
Bikini top optional
I fell in love with the obstacle
Learned to poke at impossible
Make winning sound probable
And quitting sound comical
I got the juice keep a bottle-full
Young-caboose get a lotta pull
Thinking I can't save these hoes I rather save the planet dog
Careful of my moves if it's gonna get my man involved
Plotting on estate that got a lake for cannonballs
Need a
Big bag Santa Claus
I drop a hit back flip
Baby f*ck the ump
I puff the bunt
I promise that we up to sum
Been looking at these other rappers like its sucks to suck
I'm up early with the birdies when the dawn cracks
Just searching for a hit like the bong-bat
I hit the shift niggas All Cap
I'm all facts
Never switched sides
I put that on the kids in my ballsack
I'm going off like alarm clocks
Im on one till im on top
I call shots, never called cops
Just tryna spill my heart out for the song stops
Ya
Yea yea yea, yea, yea, yea
Writer: Pierce Ripanti
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid