Sonic The Hedgehog ft. Chauncey The Thriller Lyrics

Sunday night, full moon, and I'm making bangers

Earth science got me fixed changing angles

Woke up early had joint with my bagel

Greeted the sun, all love that equals one

I'm a fire in the night, sky-scraping with a kite

Join a club all we do is fight, ain't that the life

Music methodology, scraps from the dollar tree

We all act like we wanna be, hit the lottery

Gold nuggets with the green ones

I might mean mug if we smoking on some Reggie, after lunch

The herb gotta punch

Spark up the realness

Mind blown off the California clone

Take it to Colorado and bag it up some more

Foot in the door

It's getting big

Members only tatted on the wrist

Move with moon cycles

On some NDN shyt

I had some lowest of the lows

So I can never quit

GI Joe, turn a native to a crow

Get blacklisted for knowing what the government knows

6 chances with the snub nose

All my homies get a blue rose

Stand tall in this small world that's froze

I'm Sonic The Hedgehog

Sonic The Hedgehog

Sonic The Hedgehog

I'm Sonic The Hedgehog

Sonic The Hedgehog

Sonic The Hedgehog

I actually glide with the wind

Never ever ever on the mids

And that's word to the grid

Tryna hop off it

Brand new office

Please cue the chorus

Hennessy that's pouring

Who the fuck said we boring

Roof top toasting

Garbage bag luggage

Hit the border for a niiji, now I'm smugglin

Disrespect a cousin get to rumbling

Now we're friends give em blueberry muffins

It ain't even nothing

Flow hot summer oven

At the new function

Construction MAFX production

Angels grace the earth

For everyone from the dirt

When I die

Please don't put me on a t shirt

Nah

Plant a tree for the rebirth

30 inch rims in my black hurst

Gotta give the land back to the earth

And that's word to the thunderbird

The soul shine the paradigm of nine tucked all up in the rhyme

Algorithm of mine it's the rhythm divine

Make 'em jizm in line

Holla back back pack got an ace & a jack

At the black jack table

So you could say that my hand is stacked

And in fact that I'm able to take em back

To the stable banana flap jacks or

Pancakes titties bouncin roller skates on a roll w the

Debate team tryna wipe up all the hate clean outta ya mean

Mugs capri sun in the summer wind ride smooth like the fin of a whale

Mac and cheese steak and ale taco Tuesday Is a mind state

I'm a monster on the MPC on the roster of the mvps lay it out proper

Bass dropper photoshop Cropper digital media mobster

Never touchin no lobster thrilla illa than atilla the hun with the pen and

The pun give It up to sunshine