SirSam - Split Lyrics

Everyday I'm on a switch
Listen to my voice, forget that f*cking itch
Snowflakes running down my nose and glitch
Another reason to be f*cking rich
Bitch

I'm on another riff
So I hit
People never f*cking give
So I twist, my arm and f*cking grip
Till im rich, got discovered from a hit
Let me wish
Then I f*ckin finna sit
Think about this little mothaf*ckin bitch
My fair lady, mrs f*cking smith, dont regret the ass you be messing with

Then I flip, and I drift
To another little turf
Laying down, smoking purp
Feeling pretty mothaf*ckin alert
Mission of the smurfs
Blues in my days
Figure it out a little too mothaf*ckin late
My grace, stuck it inside and missed it
Laying in the mothaf*ckin hay, another techno rave
Feeling kind of twisted
Mobi Dick imprinted in my brain
Feeling d-Down, never going missing
Missing? till im not committed, when did happen?
Till im f*cking waiting, every f*cking day
Growling to my daze
Little too mothaf*ckin brave
Let me follow it back then verse change

Yea
Verse mothaf*ckin changes
Till im goin...
Till im lazy...
Pretty lady

Superf*ckingstition, got me hanging on a mission, don't be really
F*cking twisted, everyday I f*ckin' miss you, hold up that little pistol
Shoot you, then I f*ckin' kiss you
Eyes crying from this issue
Bleeding nose? Get a tissue
Till I sew up in your visuals
Lazy pretty Mrs., got you hanging like an infant
Skin peeling like an instant
Should've stop this little game youre always tryin play
Choke you. Bitch (hah)

I'm loco, nose blowing from the mothaf*ckin coco
Nose longer than kid pinnochio, longer than I thought oh f*ck the popo
Explicit in my lyrics another jurisdiction
In vivid I mothaf*ckin live it
Falling with my mothaf*ckin religion
Listen to what Im speaking, man I'm never giving
Scratch that needle, let you go, f*ck your sniffing
Got you in a mothaf*ckin little instant?
Eat the shrooms, you been fed, another mission
To your tomb, now you feeling kinda fishy?
What you doin?

Wake up feeling dead
Brush your teeth, eat your bread
Out your house, and you crept
Step in your mothaf*ckin head
Been appalled, from this lead
Too f*ckin fried, brain wanna die
Serotonin be deprived
Dopamine, hanging in the ride
Let me pop another pill
Now im feeling kinda mothaf*ckin ill
And you know it
Life is bogus
Kinda needed more of that hocus pocus

And im with you
Never f*cking bleeding
Never f*cking leading
Never f*cking been appealing