Crèche by Trellion Lyrics
Hey, just woke up, it’s still dark outside, shit’s puzzlin'..
Yo, I know this might seem overdue
But lately my ego’s grew
And my dads (?), this is true
But I knew it from the minute that I stepped out the womb, I was that dude
It’s Μr.Who oo
Coolest kid in the crèche
I get the blues
Kick back, build up a head
With my crew
But all this dank’s got me going coo-coo
I’m such a foo-ool
X2
Yo, shut the fuck up
Before I Moltisanti your foot up
Where the pastries at?
I want one of those, one of those, one of those and make it fast
Lay you flat, took the living
Trelly got that ill shit, for sure, that’s a given
I’m that superfly individual with the cynical outlook on life
So I ridicule
Anyone who isn’t cool with the crew
Keep loopin it
I had dreams of driving tinted coupes into swimming pools
Keith-Mooning it
He’s losing it
Steamed tuna fish, lime green scuba kit
Ice-cream scoop yo bitch
Bent her ass while she’s doing it
‘cause I’m the best doing it
I don’t do this shit to impress you with it
Or her with it or them with it
I said I’m in it for delf
Behind closed doors, I melt through walls
Portal guard dead
Poison darts split mortal hearts in half with the force, of course
Shouts to fours, high end sword to your vital organs
I robbed a church and took the organ
Turned your son into an orphan
I just do it out of boredom
It’s mr. Who-oo
Coolest kid in the crèche
I get the blues
Kick back, bill up a head
With my crew
But all this dank’s got me going coo-coo
I’m such a foo-ool
X2
Yeaah
These niggas don't understand
Uh-uh
Yo, I know this might seem overdue
But lately my ego’s grew
And my dads (?), this is true
But I knew it from the minute that I stepped out the womb, I was that dude
It’s Μr.Who oo
Coolest kid in the crèche
I get the blues
Kick back, build up a head
With my crew
But all this dank’s got me going coo-coo
I’m such a foo-ool
X2
Yo, shut the fuck up
Before I Moltisanti your foot up
Where the pastries at?
I want one of those, one of those, one of those and make it fast
Lay you flat, took the living
Trelly got that ill shit, for sure, that’s a given
I’m that superfly individual with the cynical outlook on life
So I ridicule
Anyone who isn’t cool with the crew
Keep loopin it
I had dreams of driving tinted coupes into swimming pools
Keith-Mooning it
He’s losing it
Steamed tuna fish, lime green scuba kit
Ice-cream scoop yo bitch
Bent her ass while she’s doing it
‘cause I’m the best doing it
I don’t do this shit to impress you with it
Or her with it or them with it
I said I’m in it for delf
Behind closed doors, I melt through walls
Portal guard dead
Poison darts split mortal hearts in half with the force, of course
Shouts to fours, high end sword to your vital organs
I robbed a church and took the organ
Turned your son into an orphan
I just do it out of boredom
It’s mr. Who-oo
Coolest kid in the crèche
I get the blues
Kick back, bill up a head
With my crew
But all this dank’s got me going coo-coo
I’m such a foo-ool
X2
Yeaah
These niggas don't understand
Uh-uh