Forrest Blvck - PunkPunker Lyrics

Fuck with me
THATS a buck fifty
You could
Not be me
THATS a punk punk shift it
I’m the
Fifth gear
Top tier
Chump in me
Ima
Keep it at the bottom
Cuz the top is kinda shifty
Yes I’m
Sick of all you
Flexin what you got
Fuck investin
Long as Gucci belt is
Resting on your cock
Only 15 mixing Xannys
with your pop
Shouldn’t lie
couldn’t stop
Because addiction fucken real
And it’s the boss
motherfucker I’m a god
Am I perfect prolly not
Do I work prolly not
Least I see the world
The way you see an opp
Everything is Relative
So second guess
The shit you got
With every thought
Let the paranoia
Tell you what is wrong
Writing novels
At this point
I manifest within my song
Shit is really just a ploy to flex
The level that I’m on
Don’t
Fuck with me
THATS a buck fifty
You could
Not be me
THATS a punk punk shift it
I’m the
Fifth gear
Top tier
Chump in me
Ima
Keep it at the bottom
Cuz the top is kinda shifty
Walk away
What a shame
Yeah The world is all to blame
Cuz These poets gotta die before
They’re ever fucken played
I’m amazed
Need a break
Y’all a bunch of little snakes
Don’t pretend to fucken know me
My existence is a game
I’m okay
What’s the play?
Fucken love it
Or you hate
Ima
Homicidal Zombie
I’m the fucken walking plague
Sent to pick em by the litter
Just to drop em on their face
I’m a simulation masterpiece
I’m conscious with a brain
Don’t
Fuck with me
THATS a buck fifty
You could
Not be me
THATS a punk punk shift it
I’m the
Fifth gear
Top tier
Chump in me
Ima
Keep it at the bottom
Cuz the top is kinda shifty

Fuck with me
THATS a buck fifty
You could
Not be me
THATS a punk punk shift it
I’m the
Fifth gear
Top tier
Chump in me
Ima
Keep it at the bottom
Cuz the top is kinda shifty
Yes I’m
Sick of all you
Flexin what you got
Fuck investin
Long as Gucci belt is
Resting on your cock
Only 15 mixing Xannys
with your pop
Shouldn’t lie
couldn’t stop
Because addiction fucken real
And it’s the boss
motherfucker I’m a god
Am I perfect prolly not
Do I work prolly not
Least I see the world
The way you see an opp
Everything is Relative
So second guess
The shit you got
With every thought
Let the paranoia
Tell you what is wrong
Writing novels
At this point
I manifest within my song
Shit is really just a ploy to flex
The level that I’m on
Don’t
Fuck with me
THATS a buck fifty
You could
Not be me
THATS a punk punk shift it
I’m the
Fifth gear
Top tier
Chump in me
Ima
Keep it at the bottom
Cuz the top is kinda shifty
Walk away
What a shame
Yeah The world is all to blame
Cuz These poets gotta die before
They’re ever fucken played
I’m amazed
Need a break
Y’all a bunch of little snakes
Don’t pretend to fucken know me
My existence is a game
I’m okay
What’s the play?
Fucken love it
Or you hate
Ima
Homicidal Zombie
I’m the fucken walking plague
Sent to pick em by the litter
Just to drop em on their face
I’m a simulation masterpiece
I’m conscious with a brain
Don’t
Fuck with me
THATS a buck fifty
You could
Not be me
THATS a punk punk shift it
I’m the
Fifth gear
Top tier
Chump in me
Ima
Keep it at the bottom
Cuz the top is kinda shifty