Latchico

Staring, I know what you're thinking sham Look at the cut of your man A gregarious punch to the face you are Pull the other one he's seen it all before son Gotta let it go gotta let it go You don't need to know about the finer notes unless you wanna listen Shame is your currency, and now you're twoing and froeing trippin' and trippin' again because he called you out Latchico Staring, I know what you're thinking sham Look at the cut of your man A gregarious punch to the face you are Pull the other one he's seen it all before son And he's seen it all before son Gotta let it go cause you're gonna do it anyway Fire away cause you're a latchico, latchico Huddling round yis are thick as thieves until the latchico claps back and calls you out It's a sty your life with your twoing and froeing and the people around you are piss, waste And he's seen it all before son Gotta let it go cause you're gonna do it anyway Fire away cause you're a latchico, latchico It's a sty your life with your twoing and froeing And the people around you neither comin or goin' And with the storm clouds brewin' heavy overhead Still you're looking at them all through a foggy lens You've been spinnin yarns since the day ya walked in Your teeth hold the scourge of a thousand years And if ya bite down hard you can feel your head spin Your jaw cracks back into place again And you're comin' and goin' And I've seen it all before son Always tryna hit the bottom