[Intro]
Uh (Eastside), yeah (Yeah, Eastside)
Welcome back, we've been missin' you
This what they been waiting for
Crash course (Rest in peace, uh, Eastside Steevie)
[Verse 1]
My mind like George Lucas (Yeah), I think like Stanley Kubrick (Uh)
House full of eucalyptus, that boy straight mucus (Yeah)
So, let's get straight to it, my chain is this humongous (Yeah)
Permanent bling my tooth is, yeah, I'm a strange human (Uh)
This insane jewelry collection, it'll take a week to shoot it (Right)
Record an album with Mercedes, let GQ EQ it (Hahaha)
I think I'm Frank Lucas, slang where my boo thing school is (Yeah)
A straight A-student, boy, the brain stupid
Leave it all in the past now, walls talkin' back now
Back to the wall, with your wall to the back
Don't back down, buck up
Tell 'em how the fuck your mama ain't raise no bitch
Gloves on the dashboard, mask on the lat' now
MAC on the lap
On the hip while the red-blue lights in the background
Cops wanna pat down, just pray the clip don't (Click, click)
[Chorus]
Merci beaucoup just like Moulin Rouge
And I know I can, can, and my spirit stand, stands
I say, "Voulez-vous coucher for eternity?"
Let's go meet the sandman, let our spirits dance, dance
Uh (Eastside), yeah (Yeah, Eastside)
Welcome back, we've been missin' you
This what they been waiting for
Crash course (Rest in peace, uh, Eastside Steevie)
[Verse 1]
My mind like George Lucas (Yeah), I think like Stanley Kubrick (Uh)
House full of eucalyptus, that boy straight mucus (Yeah)
So, let's get straight to it, my chain is this humongous (Yeah)
Permanent bling my tooth is, yeah, I'm a strange human (Uh)
This insane jewelry collection, it'll take a week to shoot it (Right)
Record an album with Mercedes, let GQ EQ it (Hahaha)
I think I'm Frank Lucas, slang where my boo thing school is (Yeah)
A straight A-student, boy, the brain stupid
Leave it all in the past now, walls talkin' back now
Back to the wall, with your wall to the back
Don't back down, buck up
Tell 'em how the fuck your mama ain't raise no bitch
Gloves on the dashboard, mask on the lat' now
MAC on the lap
On the hip while the red-blue lights in the background
Cops wanna pat down, just pray the clip don't (Click, click)
[Chorus]
Merci beaucoup just like Moulin Rouge
And I know I can, can, and my spirit stand, stands
I say, "Voulez-vous coucher for eternity?"
Let's go meet the sandman, let our spirits dance, dance
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