Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Brontosaurus, artist - IVXDate of issue: 12.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Brontosaurus |
| Southeast hooligan burn thru move to the next one |
| We showed up for the bedlam |
| Put my hands on a casket |
| Broken nails for the redrum |
| We pack up when the feds come |
| Window slant like a hallway |
| Slip through crack 'atta long way |
| Back door hatch into Belgium |
| That’s impossible we impossible |
| That’s impossible we impossible (yeah) |
| That’s impossible we impossible |
| That’s impossible we impossible (yeah yeah) |
| If I get a little bit I go dumb |
| Every weekend feels just like the last one |
| If you wanna be like me you gotta close your eyes |
| Float away, every day, never wake again |
| If i have a little bit I go dumb |
| Every moment lasts longer than the last one |
| If you wanna be like me you gotta get real high |
| Float away throw away all your aspirations |
| Every once in a while |
| I catch a glimpse of a life that I could live |
| Maybe I could be an astronaut |
| And shoot up in the sky in a big blue shiny rocket ship |
| Or maybe I could be a chef |
| Make some bank off my world-famous hot pockets |
| Or maybe I could be a botanist |
| Make some baby plants, give 'em cute names |
| If I get a little bit I’ll go dumb |
| Every year feels like it’ll be my last one |
| If you try to climb that tree you could get real high |
| But when you fall you go away never come again |
| If I have a little bit I go numb |
| Every year feels shorter than the last one |
| If you wanna be like me you gotta get real high |
| Smoke some meth, drink a bang, never sleep again |
| Picking up the slack I’m fishing line |
| Like Arapaim' I’m in my prime |
| Not steady caring bout the eyes I’m doing fine |
| I’m doing great I’m feeling great |
| I got a feeling we gon' kill it |
| Boot up Kali, hit a kill switch |
| Competition in the dirt |
| Dress up make me pretty |
| Make me silly, wish I was yours |
| That’s what everybody says like |
| Wish I was his, wish I was hers |
| Son of a bitch |
| Duel disk up on my wrist |
| We roll up I don’t sip |
| Filter touchin' my lips (IV) |
| Oh I don’t know anymore |
| What’s the point of living at all |
| Every time I close my eyes |
| I dream of that manatee’s call |
| Promise not to tell anyone |
| How it all went, so wrong |
| If I think about it too hard |
| I might buy a harpoon gun |
| If i have a little bit I go dumb |
| Every moment lasts longer than the last one |
| If you wanna be like me you gotta get real high |
| Float away throw away all your aspirations |
| If I have a little bit I go numb |
| Every year feels shorter than the last one |
| If you wanna be like me you gotta get real high |
| Smoke some meth, drink a bang, never sleep again |