Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Friendstlevania, artist - Seth Sentry.
Date of issue: 19.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Friendstlevania |
Hey man, we’re back! |
This is not Castlevania anymore; |
it’s Friendstlevania |
Complete, Nerve, Sesta, the nerve of this guy! |
Yeah, that was a joke, hahaha (Woo) |
Ayy, Sentry, this matchup too Jigga, g (Huh?) Serially killin' them beats like |
villainy (Grr) |
Too many mini-me's I seen since I hit the scene, too many wanna beef, police, |
you ain’t hittin' me (Nah) |
They just kids sippin' too much Rikodeine (Ha), I can make 'em go woi-wee like |
Digga D (Yeah) |
I could her unfaithful like Jada (Ha), came so loud she be wakin' the |
neighbours (Whoa) |
Finger on the button but I don’t play games, bruh (Nah), love me so much, |
but I swear you a hater (Huh?) |
I can tell you wanna be in my DMs chattin' that shit vapour |
I’m too busy, kid, see you later, got a ATAR, 99, get ya grades up |
I like girls pretty without no makeup, your bae’s Cinderella 'cause she all |
made up (Hahaha) |
Back from the Gulag with a few mags and a new frag |
And a huge target to do damage to you amateur dudes yappin' who just happen to |
do rap (Ha) |
Went to Wuhan, had a soup and then I flew back with a fruit bat in my spew bag |
From the new trap to the boom bap, I consume that shit, that’s it, |
you don’t wanna mute that |
Found my spot around the top, so down me not, I doubt you do, I’m down to drop |
My album soon that’s bound to flop then down a few and Mounty Bop around the |
room without a top |
I’m out of tune and out of stock, I’m vouched by kings, shoutouts to crew, |
the rowdy mob |
So count the rings more than a Saudi prince that’s browsin' through an Audi shop |
Victory, it’s sick to see how quickly it sticks to me |
I take shit to the sixth degree, lit phones when you hear me spit |
So I’m really lit, lit’rally |
I make hits for free and make history, you make shit that’s weak, |
you ain’t shit to me |
'Cause I’m that rascal to Castlevania, it’s Complete |
Yeah |
I’m just waitin' for the greys to land; |
I hope they can save us, fam |
I don’t mean to like raise alarm, but it don’t look good on paper, man |
See, I’m cool if they just take the land, wipe us out, in fact, I’ma pray for |
that |
And in the meanwhile, I’m takin' up Reiki just to decapitate anyone I’m wavin' |
at |
See, I’m so body positive, a diet is bigotry, I’ll die |
Before I admit any different, I lie and I’m ignorant, that’s why it kinda |
magnificent |
Left me a little bit dense, like right in the thick of it |
I got the vaccine, screamin' «Yas, queen», stick it in, just the tip of it (Yas |
queen) |
Cool off with a Zoloft, let it roll off, mad now but you can’t get a boner |
Who now can you celebrate with when you’re sad with no friends, but you’re mad |
when they call up? |
(Hello?) Either lost your mind or it’s not your time yet |
Get it done with the fucked shit, gotta blame someone just to function |
Jon Snow with a crossbow in a poncho hunting for a cheap meal in a Costco |
Oh my God mode, 'bout to hit 'em with a combo, but I got no time for ya, |
'cause my watch broke |
On my wrist, I should get it fixed, but I’m not though, said it’s 4: |
20 all the—wait |
4:20 all the time if you want smoke, 24/7 try to lie, but the clock don’t |
Said I’m normally kinda blunt, better not choke, get a bong ready, |
got a lot for the chop bowl |
Man, I already put the pot in the pot roast, never talk to me like a bud when |
you’re not dope |
Haven’t bought any? |
Smoke a cock to the cockroach, I’ma scorch every joint I |
got into charcoal |
Don’t, don’t bug me, I just get way too comfy |
I don’t get rusty, trust me, I don’t get rusty, if you wanna see me rust, please |
You’ll have to 1v1 me: pog, don’t try sneak diss me though |
I’m way too jumpy, I get more nice when I get grumpy: God |
Everybody’s way too hostile (), in a modern life like Rocko () |
You want the bottom line, now your arse got a barcode in the bathtub with a |
mask and a bathrobe |
Nowadays, we play the game too hard mode, nowadays, we play the game too Dark |
Souls |
All up in your timeline like Donnie Darko, let me be frank, little bunny, |
I’m an arsehole |
I’ma send shots till the bars closed (Bang), I gotta punch line for your system |
Not the kind that you sniffed up when you punch lines like a fist bump for your |
nostrils |
You’re not woke, you’re just on coke, I’m not a narco, but I’m narcoleptic |
Walk around in the same dream that I slept in, don’t wake me up, |
I’m way too hectic |