lirik lagu perrion – pinguins
[verse 1: perrion]
minds racing as the guts blow away from the wind
after i split this dutch with the razor blade
then the time ticks as my pen sh-ts
on the page with this red ink
yeah i’m feeling tons of f-cking rage
working for a while and still ain’t get a f-ckin’ raise
on my lunch break smoking j’s to the f-ckin’ face
now i’m pretty blazed starting into many days
thinking of many ways to f-ck this girl jenny maze
co-worker of mine she’s pretty bad
and she keeps flirting with me ever since she heard a n-gga rap
besides that a n-gga tryna find a better trap
so i can find a better snapback for these purple black
? with your pocket and your dank sack
if i unzip the tongue you smell the sh-t from way back
like an old buddy that ? smell bummy
n-ggas missing’ turp and sh-t well they need to go back and study
while i’m searching for the
[hook]
cash rules everything
waiting for the heavy rain to go away
but for now i smoke away the mary jane
hope that takes away the pain
searching for a better day
wanna keep my pockets full of better pay
and live the lifestyle of the rich and fame
tryna make it in the game
but for now i patiently wait and roll another plane
i just wait and roll another plane
i just wait and roll…
[verse 2: perrion]
well anyways back to f-ckin’ jenny maze
its pay day so, when i get my check i just may
take her out to see a movie naw f-ck it i wanna skate
so instead i’mma buy me a new deck, size eight
empty chucks spit fire wheels and a dime a day fur quick
pick me up how much is that skate mental 50 bucks
set it up, land a couple kickflips and five rolls and back home
to record and eat some f-ckin’ taco’s
life is like a black abyss, better yet a pothole
cold as f-ck in winter so yea i got the snot nose
get a back of swiss miss make some hot choco
make a new beat and write and record all the hot flows
my pops broke moms getting paid minimum wage
and i’m just in my room stuck in a cynical stage
my little sister hates to see her brother go away
fears of him not coming back to here play another eighth
note of them keys or do i gotta leave
and sell eight sets of g’s to make it where i wanna be
sh-t, my bro and me on the same level weed
just me for peeps to hear our incredible speeches
won’t stop until everything is sweet as peaches
i love this sh-t as much as donatello eats pizzas
tryna get my pockets full in them ruca jeans
tell all them fake n-ggas hasta la vista
[hook]
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