Soupy Garbage Juice - Crispy - Lyrics, Similar artists

Kishore Kumar Hits — Soupy Garbage Juice - Crispy lyrics

Artist: Soupy Garbage Juice

album: Crispy

Please don't pass me the joint
Don't pass me the blunt
I'm about to freak out
I'm not gonna front
I don't really smoke much
I just did a puff
I just did a puff
And I'm already
Crispy, sizzling in butter and garlic
Lethargic, a large part of brain matter hardly
My heartbeat, distortion
A portion of motion
Could qualify for Texas abortion
Moreso, Mario
Controller in my hand
I understand he's not a man
He's pixels from Japan, but damn
Can he feel it when we fall from the cliff?
In the pit? In a little shitty 8-bit existence?
Like I said before
I cannot smoke anymore
Sorry if I harshed your buzz
Please tell Mario
I'm sorry
Sorry
Please don't pass me the joint
Don't pass me the dank
I'm about to freak out
Sorry I can't hang
Sorry I can't hang
I'm legit insane
Gotta stay in this lane
'Cause I'm already
Crispy, little bitty Ritz on my skeleton
Twisting like a relatin, mouth like a pelican
Breathing manual
Gravity's a handful
Someone changed a chair, I think I hear a banjo
Please don't pass me the loud
Don't think I'm allowed
Oh, the gods up above
Have denied me this round
All around, I am your worst friend
I'm your worst friend
Now I'm Australian
Oh no
Someone call me an Uber!
An Uber!
An Uber car!

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