High Fives Lyrics

Bet you thought I was done huh

Little do you know we just begun ugh

Baggy shirt keep something tucked

Might be two sticks or nunchucks

Get scratched off bad luck struck

This tappin' your head like duck duck

When i choose goose no fun schmucks

Yell truce truce I hear cluck cluck

Hold up hold up

Show love for what

Say hello to my lil friend

Saludad mi piqueño pistola

Was in a coma yodaling ricola with Yoda

Then woke up in the van dolo like Han Solo

Gave Morty a chewy now i'm rolling up oowee

Playing Texas Hold 'Em with FanPromo

Back in the days in Tooby park

Nights watching movies in the dark

Vanessa parked on the side of the road

Loud footsteps of those inspecting who we are

Til we got ghost like Scooby barked

Another dooby sparked

Friendly faces could be narcs

No such thing as being calm in a life

With so many moving parts

Be still, thats ill

Was that Art or a shooting star

I'd prolly be in prison for murder

If I dwelled in a city notorious for looting cars

For that thank God

It's like my world exploded and my van was an escape pod

Skip ahead another decade or so

Might find me with a broad in Cape Cod

Shout out anybody bumping my tape noddin'

I'm an oddity, really gotta be

Went from uniting my city with camaraderie

To wolf by a pile of slaughtered sheep

Now I'm tryna sleep don't bother me

I want all the z's

Drama queens

This my attempt at an apology

This for the dinners at Dollar Tree

A lil disciplinary idolatry

Hope a decade pass when I fall asleep

But maybe one day this will be all a dream

Dream, dream, dream

Well, I thought if I commodify my Spotify it'll modify when I law defy

Am I too lost to find

Nah, refine what God defines

Back and forth til the Knot tie

Was asked what I did today, I said "not die"

Low Haha's and high fives

The password for the Wi-Fi is dotted lines

The path winds when you only follow dollar signs

Always big talk from small fry

Ironic how we need a sun so we can gauge Father Time

Inside Vanessa was my Solitary confinement for a white collar crime

Is it all a sham, is the hollow ground just a Hologram

Was the loneliness even real with no one to call or see him on thanksgiving

Just turkey bags in a Quality Inn

In rap theatre we're gladiators in a coliseum

This is calcium for The cash cow idiom

The city I'm in turned hearts obsidian

Seen family change on me like Aunt Vivian

It ain't nothing, divided over dividends

Disconnected when I lived by the river bend

The play button is a vivid lens

For you to understand the brilliance of the villain as a civilian

But until then, come on

Come on

Come on