NaWF SIDE, Breeo, Fanny Pacquiao - STATE ID Lyrics

Watching Rick & Morty with the sound off
And when I dick my shorty like to pound raw
It's a bad habit I know, I know, I know
Grab a bic and forward through your dialogue
Rapper weed to get by
Blowing shmoke in the air, I'm polluting the skies
Keep the west on my mind
Keepin' NaWF by my side
I been smoking like I'm Cudi all awake through the night
Ain't nobody know Braedan they just love Breeo
Gimme a minute lemme switch up to my alter ego
Lemme tell you bout my momma when car got repoed
Lemme tell you about addiction, eviction, no pot to piss in
Pissy basements where I make my heat
Wanna see a dead body come and stay be me
Walking starting lineup how we stay 5 deep
And they be hopping to the net like they name Kyrie
And my pops so stuck in his fucking bad ways
And I got his last name on the state ID
I got kicked up out the concert it was JID
Okay, sure I had a blunt, but it was JID!
She said that she don't see color (Huh?)
You cannot tell me and Fan Man apart? (You can't tell us apart?)
They wanna talk about hard
Me and my dawgs had to starve, state ID debit cards
Fuck a Forsythe, they turn to me to my NaWF side
On my own shit, you ain't widdit, then you not my guy
Then we can't shake hands homie
Turn ya ass back, walk back in ya vans homie, uh
But I carry on like Barry, mom, I know she raised a lion
I do it for my own, I can't do it for no liars
And the seas full of snakes and they keep on multiplying
I'm eyeing all these baddies that been trying to get it
She want it, I'm coo
She corny like a fruit loop
Got a couple loose screws
Everywhere I go got my whole crew
Soul food smackin' how I'm posed to
I told you, I'm all new
Back then, was a square me
I done seen a lot of things that change me
A lot of people hate me
Loose gun, no safety
Homies whippin' Civies
I do it for my city, my city
State ID, address, last name
You can find me at a fast pace cuz I ain't hidin'
NaWF SIDE, what a guy, but he got some problems
Bedside nightstand where he keep a bottle, Moscatto
He got a vault for a heart
They wanna rip it apart, yes rip it apart
But I play my part
QB1, bitch I start
Yes, I play my part
Bought a fanny turned me to the Fanny
Bought the fanny and turned her to a fangirl
Mike Jack, rock your whole world
Used to shop at Ralph's now it's Whole Foods
She can touch toes too
She can her touch toes too
But babygirl don't know what I go through
These days, these days (what I go through)
It's a whole new pain (it's a whole new)
I can't even explain
Can't explain
The struggles that a been going through
The struggles that a been going through
I look at my state ID, is that me?
When I look at my state ID
Is that me?
Who's that
Is that me?

Watching Rick & Morty with the sound off
And when I dick my shorty like to pound raw
It's a bad habit I know, I know, I know
Grab a bic and forward through your dialogue
Rapper weed to get by
Blowing shmoke in the air, I'm polluting the skies
Keep the west on my mind
Keepin' NaWF by my side
I been smoking like I'm Cudi all awake through the night
Ain't nobody know Braedan they just love Breeo
Gimme a minute lemme switch up to my alter ego
Lemme tell you bout my momma when car got repoed
Lemme tell you about addiction, eviction, no pot to piss in
Pissy basements where I make my heat
Wanna see a dead body come and stay be me
Walking starting lineup how we stay 5 deep
And they be hopping to the net like they name Kyrie
And my pops so stuck in his fucking bad ways
And I got his last name on the state ID
I got kicked up out the concert it was JID
Okay, sure I had a blunt, but it was JID!
She said that she don't see color (Huh?)
You cannot tell me and Fan Man apart? (You can't tell us apart?)
They wanna talk about hard
Me and my dawgs had to starve, state ID debit cards
Fuck a Forsythe, they turn to me to my NaWF side
On my own shit, you ain't widdit, then you not my guy
Then we can't shake hands homie
Turn ya ass back, walk back in ya vans homie, uh
But I carry on like Barry, mom, I know she raised a lion
I do it for my own, I can't do it for no liars
And the seas full of snakes and they keep on multiplying
I'm eyeing all these baddies that been trying to get it
She want it, I'm coo
She corny like a fruit loop
Got a couple loose screws
Everywhere I go got my whole crew
Soul food smackin' how I'm posed to
I told you, I'm all new
Back then, was a square me
I done seen a lot of things that change me
A lot of people hate me
Loose gun, no safety
Homies whippin' Civies
I do it for my city, my city
State ID, address, last name
You can find me at a fast pace cuz I ain't hidin'
NaWF SIDE, what a guy, but he got some problems
Bedside nightstand where he keep a bottle, Moscatto
He got a vault for a heart
They wanna rip it apart, yes rip it apart
But I play my part
QB1, bitch I start
Yes, I play my part
Bought a fanny turned me to the Fanny
Bought the fanny and turned her to a fangirl
Mike Jack, rock your whole world
Used to shop at Ralph's now it's Whole Foods
She can touch toes too
She can her touch toes too
But babygirl don't know what I go through
These days, these days (what I go through)
It's a whole new pain (it's a whole new)
I can't even explain
Can't explain
The struggles that a been going through
The struggles that a been going through
I look at my state ID, is that me?
When I look at my state ID
Is that me?
Who's that
Is that me?