Electric City Lyrics

Look

And I don't need a break, Imma body casts

Hard to get it's like I'm Holly Flax

All these these body bags

Ask me anything I Reddit, done

You get a ten, I get a Levinson

I'm like damn

What they cookin' don't stick like Pam

Yom Kapoor, I got 'em praying I ran

They be cool but they barely bussin'

I be crossing words, going Stanley Hudson

Hm yeah

Hard to imagine I came with the heat

Got Cap on Dwight, know he came with the beat

Black on black so I welcome matte

I never came with a lease

Hm yeah, never alone

Counting on it like I'm Kevin Malone

And I'm the illest that's apparent, no

When I ain't never have an errant flow, I got to go

Doing my dance, keepin' it cool like I married a Vance

Phyllis, they don't really have a Chauncey like Billups

Ruffle my feathers I'm ya killin' ya quicker

I'm kind of a dick I'm Deangelo Vickers

I'm sick in the heady ain't Karen a bit man this shit Filippelli

I'm ready and will win

Y'all shit egregious, Philbin

Come with the karma

All of these bitches are showing they titties like Meredith Palmer

Watch me

Good with the fam but I office and live Scott free

Kind of a coward

Worst place never first base like Ryan Howard

Time for the switch

Pushing the weight in the Jim

But I'm feelin' like feelin' like this

Toby Flenderson a bitch (what)

Toby Flenderson a bitch (okay)

Toby Flenderson a bitch (what)

Toby Flenderson a bitch (okay)

Kind of a coward

Worst place never first base like Ryan Howard

Time for the switch

Pushing the weight in the Jim

But I'm feelin' like feelin' like this

Toby Flenderson a bitch (what)

Toby Flenderson a bitch (okay)

Toby Flenderson a bitch (what)

Toby Flenderson a bitch (okay)