Topsy Turvy ​​​​​​nascar aloe

[Intro]
I think underground as whatever
You move in your feelings
Might be in the time so long as it's the truth
I think it's very appropriate that we might lift a few words of inspiration about you

[Verse]
Hello, yeah this beat's mellow
I can say the word for me, 'cause I'm yellow, get it?
Soft drink, I repeat to the pop king
Yeah, farewell, good fellow
Carmelo Anthony, yeah, this song's in your head
The pen in your hands
I proceed to stand up or fall off like dandruff
You wait with us, believe you shook up like Jell-o
Whoopsie-daisy, Colby Suoy is topsy-turvy
He's getting all these friend requests from a lot of birdies
Bird squad, pigeon life, wait what was I talkin' 'bout?
I'm just a little ignant nerd who can't make his decisions right
Colby Suoy, he's the holy boy, nah, that's old news
I remember when I wouldn't talk unless directly told to
Now I'm cooking in that kitchen, though most my tracks are tofu
In the end, I still be standing on the top, like man, I told you
Psyche, nah, that sounded a bit cocky
Me and rap, we go to together just like Adrien and Rocky
This Asiatic copy, I'm sure locked with the wordplay
My flows are fresh to death with it resurrecting the third day, ah