Troxlers Fading by DoubleThinkers Lyrics
(Wait, wait, wait)
My shit is over the top, like a fish shadow [?] goin' to flop
Hittem with the swing batter-batter I'm goin' to pop
[?] it in a motherfuckin' soda when you open it up (yup)
I'm feelin' like a goddamn leader when I'm chuggin' down a litre with the weed up in the [?] (hey, hey)
Really wanna wanna be a big[?] step into the [?] and [????] ([?]0
Like an onomatopoeia comin' with the bang boom pow
Ya'll about to see the clang (clang)
I'm a motherfuckin' goat I got style in my DNA
Fly like a [?], [?] like an [?]plane
[?] Hear that that was too soon
Fuck it I'mma [?] space poppin' up a blue moon
I'm the type to hit the studio n' do shrooms
Like an auto-mechanic I did a few tunes
My shit is over the top, like a fish shadow [?] goin' to flop
Hittem with the swing batter-batter I'm goin' to pop
[?] it in a motherfuckin' soda when you open it up (yup)
My shit is over the top, like a fish shadow [?] goin' to flop
Hittem with the swing batter-batter I'm goin' to pop
[?] it in a motherfuckin' soda when you open it up (yup)
It's the holiday season so this ex is textin' my phone askin' me for an autograph
I wanna laugh, but I'm a nice guy so I go to meet up and she puts me on blast
The fuck was that?
I asked why she look like an hourglass
She ask why I act like an outcast, like I haven't ghosted her for years
Oops, that's my bad
With this [?] in the [?]
I can travel back like the flux capacitor on the [?]
As I dash through the past on some jack in a [?] in the black ac
Mama said some things are better left unsaid
Then again she said it, so I guess she really didn't fuckin' play by the rules
Hand on my mouth other hand by my family jewels
Remember when I used to dance through school
Actin' a fool
Blast from the past now it's [?] my mood
Tryna' relax I sit back with my crew
Ass on the [?]
[?] that hand with a bitch speakin' spanish I think it's old english, now she's speakin' spanglish
She came from a waitress not playin' a major
She came from the ranges now [?] is [?]less
Dropped to her knees
Grabbin' her arm as I whip out my dog to put in all my good graces
How we used to be naked (ay)
Lookin' in the mirror I'm [?] myself
Thinkin' 'bout the old me missin' my health
A whole 'lotta homies never knew the meaning of the riddles but really I'm dissin' myself
I hate the way that I love myself
Isn't that what some would call vanity
I sanitize my insanity with stimuli
Another dreadful redbull
[?], I pretend like I eat good
And I genuinely should
But I dont 'cause I know that it won't last long
I'm a flimsy hypocrite, with balls to the cheap wood
I make no sense but I make all
I pay no attention but take all
Am I bein' too loud did I wake ya'll?
Is it weird for the white kid to say ya'll?
[?] loss won't save ya'll
Or is everybody blind as a bat on the cave wall
I'm [?] deny my existence
And I'm real about not feelin' real I'm a fake ya'll
My shit is over the top, like a fish shadow [?] goin' to flop
Hittem with the swing batter-batter I'm goin' to pop
[?] it in a motherfuckin' soda when you open it up (yup)
My shit is over the top, like a fish shadow [?] goin' to flop
Hittem with the swing batter-batter I'm goin' to pop
[?] it in a motherfuckin' soda when you open it up (yup)
My shit is over the top, like a fish shadow [?] goin' to flop
Hittem with the swing batter-batter I'm goin' to pop
[?] it in a motherfuckin' soda when you open it up (yup)
I'm feelin' like a goddamn leader when I'm chuggin' down a litre with the weed up in the [?] (hey, hey)
Really wanna wanna be a big[?] step into the [?] and [????] ([?]0
Like an onomatopoeia comin' with the bang boom pow
Ya'll about to see the clang (clang)
I'm a motherfuckin' goat I got style in my DNA
Fly like a [?], [?] like an [?]plane
[?] Hear that that was too soon
Fuck it I'mma [?] space poppin' up a blue moon
I'm the type to hit the studio n' do shrooms
Like an auto-mechanic I did a few tunes
My shit is over the top, like a fish shadow [?] goin' to flop
Hittem with the swing batter-batter I'm goin' to pop
[?] it in a motherfuckin' soda when you open it up (yup)
My shit is over the top, like a fish shadow [?] goin' to flop
Hittem with the swing batter-batter I'm goin' to pop
[?] it in a motherfuckin' soda when you open it up (yup)
It's the holiday season so this ex is textin' my phone askin' me for an autograph
I wanna laugh, but I'm a nice guy so I go to meet up and she puts me on blast
The fuck was that?
I asked why she look like an hourglass
She ask why I act like an outcast, like I haven't ghosted her for years
Oops, that's my bad
With this [?] in the [?]
I can travel back like the flux capacitor on the [?]
As I dash through the past on some jack in a [?] in the black ac
Mama said some things are better left unsaid
Then again she said it, so I guess she really didn't fuckin' play by the rules
Hand on my mouth other hand by my family jewels
Remember when I used to dance through school
Actin' a fool
Blast from the past now it's [?] my mood
Tryna' relax I sit back with my crew
Ass on the [?]
[?] that hand with a bitch speakin' spanish I think it's old english, now she's speakin' spanglish
She came from a waitress not playin' a major
She came from the ranges now [?] is [?]less
Dropped to her knees
Grabbin' her arm as I whip out my dog to put in all my good graces
How we used to be naked (ay)
Lookin' in the mirror I'm [?] myself
Thinkin' 'bout the old me missin' my health
A whole 'lotta homies never knew the meaning of the riddles but really I'm dissin' myself
I hate the way that I love myself
Isn't that what some would call vanity
I sanitize my insanity with stimuli
Another dreadful redbull
[?], I pretend like I eat good
And I genuinely should
But I dont 'cause I know that it won't last long
I'm a flimsy hypocrite, with balls to the cheap wood
I make no sense but I make all
I pay no attention but take all
Am I bein' too loud did I wake ya'll?
Is it weird for the white kid to say ya'll?
[?] loss won't save ya'll
Or is everybody blind as a bat on the cave wall
I'm [?] deny my existence
And I'm real about not feelin' real I'm a fake ya'll
My shit is over the top, like a fish shadow [?] goin' to flop
Hittem with the swing batter-batter I'm goin' to pop
[?] it in a motherfuckin' soda when you open it up (yup)
My shit is over the top, like a fish shadow [?] goin' to flop
Hittem with the swing batter-batter I'm goin' to pop
[?] it in a motherfuckin' soda when you open it up (yup)