Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song FBS , by - Pandaraps. Release date: 07.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
FBS |
| I’m a whirling Dervish |
| I always twirl on purpose |
| I’m so surface level, don't you look behind the curtains |
| I’m nervous like I'm nelly, kelly so evil he not a |
| person |
| Wonder what a good one consist of, I'm probably not as |
| perfect |
| It’s probably not in my bloodline |
| My faith flies as far as my falters allow |
| But truth I control where I land |
| I choose to be an island |
| I choose to pick part my plans |
| Till they all seem folly |
| But guess I'll change that present to the past tense |
| Like paps was a bastard, flabbergasted |
| Haphazard running pattern |
| Pollack splattered, nothing matters |
| Train of thought loving ugly dancer |
| I am |
| Part generation violence |
| Part of the nation of hiding from it all till it all |
| become blinding |
| Kite fly across the sky till the blue turn violet |
| Mark the passage of the days, daze all ever I'm in |
| Don’t feel free to chime in, rather keep you tuned out |
| Stick with flat drink sipping, steada fizzled out routes |
| I don't need to go your way |
| You stand and make that face |
| Think life is made of serious words |
| (Fuck big soda!) |
| I don't need to go your way |
| You stand and make that face |
| Think life is made of serious words |
| (Fuck big soda!) |
| This my big ol' boat of self belief |
| No need for boating schools to tell me peace is found |
| Find my own ground, crash into my own reef |
| No beef all peace |
| Naa fuck that, bang bang, skeet skeet |
| Shoot soda Cans down, clown caught up in his own heat |
| This the lesson where you learn to shut the demons up |
| Ehh I'm keeding, you ain't no daemon, you my homie, |
| but I'm tweaking bruh |
| And when you mix this and think you got shit and got |
| business talking bout my tracks |
| Shut the fuck up and mix shit |
| Ummm sorry guess I went to far with that one, guess it's |
| easy to blame the homie steada |
| Working towards different outcomes |
| It’s all love but, it needs to be self love |
| Need to do this for me, not for anyone else but |
| Not for your approval or the worlds or the rest of |
| But to feel peace when I walk into respite |
| This shit be mine, and now I know its mine alone |