amphibious Lyrics

Hush hush, keep it quiet with the amplitude

But love ain't enough if you reek of alibis and an attitude (uh)

I'm drunk, in the mood for some food

Plus your girl flushed, I'm not rude (uh)

Cut the fuss, cause the plug comin' through (well I)

You know wassup but she approaches

And questions the meaning behind my myriad tattoos

Must trust, the voice behind these joints gratitude

But fuck it, I'm on a level, take you on a trip, higher altitude (uh)

I'm drunk, in the mood for some food

Plus your girl flushed, I'm not rude (uh)

Cut the fuss, cause the plug comin' through (you know)

You know I'm lush love, but this goes without saying

I'm not really feeling easily seduced (uh)

If I had a penny for every single time

Someone took a sip off they pretty drink inside of this club

Oh what a beautiful night

I can't really give you any promises

But I can guarantee, I shall rhyme tonight phenomenal

Supa hot fire your momma says "where's the thermometer?"

Matter fact, there may be one or two motherfuckers that goin' go home crawling

Fucked up bawling, I'm truthfully honest

Walking to they cars by the parking

But the cut plush yet the party's just starting

A toast to the young thugs, bargaining for rewarding

Salivating like savages, the goddesses question

A phrase in passing "why do they look below average?"

Hush hush, keep it quiet with the amplitude

But love ain't enough if you reek of alibis and an attitude (uh)

I'm drunk, in the mood for some food

Plus your girl flushed, I'm not rude (uh)

Cut the fuss, cause the plug comin' through (well I)

You know wassup but she approaches

And questions the meaning behind my myriad tattoos

Must trust, the voice behind these joints gratitude

But fuck it, I'm on a level, take you on a trip, higher altitude (uh)

I'm drunk, in the mood for some food

Plus your girl flushed, I'm not rude (uh)

Cut the fuss, cause the plug comin' through (you know)

You know I'm lush love, but this goes without saying

I'm not really feeling easily seduced

My oh my, well oh well

I'm just rhyming passin' time, L-o-l

Laugh out loud all you want go ahead motherfucker

(Bitch) Imma finna blow up

Go to bed mothersucker, bewitched

Only matter of time

I stay awoke tattle tale my intentions I shine

One day Imma be rich

I don't know if it's Ditto talking or maybe it's the blunt or the wine

'Til then these rhymes, my dominion

You could call it my niche, I reckon these little songs finna put me on a stage okay

My daddy humbled me and still put me in my place all day

Question, what would you do if you was in my shoes?

If you was born with a birthright with a gift and talent

And a lifetime to prove I'm a racehorse when my tongue gallops

Little kid with his fickle tantrums aloof

I can see all my attachments

In tandem, vivid still searching answers

Like hunting treasure for the fragments in the trenches

Mind in a new balance cut through

All the noise in the spectrum

Reflections about my lack of affection, I know

It's just a means for protection

Coping mechanisms, yearning for his daddy's attention

But it ain't a life sentence

Promises of a child living in repentence

I know

Hush hush, keep it quiet with the amplitude

But love ain't enough if you reek of alibis and an attitude (uh)

I'm drunk, in the mood for some food

Plus your girl flushed, I'm not rude (uh)

Cut the fuss, cause the plug comin' through (well I)

You know wassup but she approaches

And questions the meaning behind my myriad tattoos