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Apple Cider

 

Apple Cider

(album: This Is Weirder - 2020)


Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Uhhh...
This is weird

Fresh up out the shower
I got dollars to get
Yeah, they screaming, yeah, they holler
I'm a popular kid
Don't you come 'round wit' them problems
I'm just minding my business
Life is sweet like apple cider
I sit back, take a sip [*gasp*]
You could pass it, you could lob
You could bet it on me
In Las Vegas with the eyes
Why you sweating, homie?
Yeah, I do think I'm a god
All this heaven, homie
You still don't get why I'm high
I'm just better, homie

Back up just a bit, watch me rap 'bout nothing
Bargain for the fit, call that Goodwill hunting
Shorty hit me quick when she say that I was something
Need a foreign whip vroom, vroom, vroom! You can't touch this
I am too cool to react, though [*gasp*]
I could make a move in my bath robe [*gasp*]
They guarding the right, I go with my left
I turn out the lights, I shoot it like Steph
Hold your breath
I don't even wanna hear you, hold this L
"We-ooh-we-ooh-we-ooh-we-ooh!" [?] fell
Up the hill like Jack and Jill, I brought a pail, wish me well
I do not know what has gotten into me
But please don't kill the vibe, I'm gathering all my energy
The leader of my tribe, finally get what I'm meant to be
You cannot defend the king, James

Fresh up out the shower
I got dollars to get
Yeah, they screaming, yeah, they holler
I'm a popular kid
Don't you come 'round wit' them problems
I'm just minding my business
Life is sweet like apple cider
I sit back, take a sip [*gasp*]
You could pass it, you could lob
You could bet it on me
In Las Vegas with the eyes
Why you sweating, homie?
Yeah, I do think I'm a god
All this heaven, homie
You still don't get why I'm high
I'm just better, homie

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