MellowHype - Rasta lyrics

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Yeah, welcome to the show

I hope you like us and if you don't, fuck you

Black rasta band, fitted caps, no dreads

Look in to the crowd, I see soldout heads

Tyler hit the drums while I pump up the fans

Left Brain with his shirt off jumping in the stands

Everybody hyped up and waving they hands

Spotlight so bright man, we all gon have tans

(?) like grams, Odd Future goes harder

Than sliced Thanksgiving honey roasted ham

Getting butter to the jam, so jam

Start in the PM, and end in the AM

I spit Stride flows, getting hit by the ram

I patrol control, so a fucking controller

These niggas crying, put 'em in a stroller

I stroll up in the fucking Range Rover

Red rover, green rover

And I'm finna run you over

Today's Friday, what do you do on Friday? Get high

You could hang with some friends, get some people, get together

You buy some tickets, you gon' see a great fucking show

Ace, Hodgy Beats, Left Brain, bitch!

Welcome to the show! Welcome to the show, bitch!

I hope you like us! You should love us actually, we work hard

Now, I'm gonna introduce you to the man on the drums

Ace the Fucking Creator, bitch!

Roll up a dutchie, I don't smoke weed, I do coke

But I guess that's why the white girls wanna fuck me

Man this bitch musty, man that nigga lucky

I bout to get his bitch, and get that bitch to come and touch me

Bob Marley blaring, it's hot as fuck, sweaty

My skinny ass flexing, so that fat bitches is sexing

My nigga Brain Leftin', O-high like Cleveland

Niggas in the evening, chilling like a villain in December

Drunk as fuck so I can't remember a thing

I'm 'bout to fall, timber

Odd Future rasta, I'm a fucking monster

Lochness, throw me in the beach (Comprende)

Man I got this bitch and her yeast on my tongue

Hopefully she cum.. fuck, drunk off this rum

And she from the home of the fucking Middle East

So her pussy bomb, peace