Kyle Wildfern - We Got It Figured Out lyrics

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Kyle Wildfern - We Got It Figured Out lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Jordan Ca**ius] Pity picking petals when they're picking “no” Pretty much, they get shady when they see your flowers grow So the gardener with the garden hose ain't loyal It only makes sense getting dirty working with soil You probably saw that coming, I'm glad you didn't spoil We got it figured out, we got it uncoiled You got to give us cred, give enough I might just drop all my cla**es, school spirit motherf--cker Under aged students drinking, school spirit motherf--ker Kids these days get high when they're feeling low But this is a high that a blunt can't reach This is a high Mary Poppins can't reach Hail Mary, it'll be a while before we reach And be merry... we got entendres, figure it out Mary [Hook: Jordan Ca**ius] We got it figured out (We got if figured out) We got it figured out We now know that we know nothing But got something, at least we got something At least we got it figured out (We got it figured out man) We got it figured out We now know that we know nothing But we got something, at least we got something [Verse 2: Jordan Ca**ius] I wonder if WondaGurl's ever coming through Don't ever let your super ego get the best of you We got something, can't a little do Dr. Dolittle, talking to these b**hes with a clue I see you, you, you, you Martin Sole cooking that stew, stew, stew, stew Samples on samples of that déjà vu, vu And Fern got that Jamais Vu That's 'Way Cool' And what if we stop chasing dreams And start racing dreams Can we do better than we ever imagine That sounds about good I think we got it figured out [Hook] [Verse 3: Kyle Wildfern] (Way Cool in the house, Kyle got it figured out) Empty your pockets, hand me your wallets Or I'll slap your father out of his mochneck Chocolate darkness of a rap prophet My flow runeth over, I'll never turn off the faucet (for real) God sent, Who ya want test Bodmon flex, man a vex Nuh want next, nuh want mess Hand pon chest, no man curse who Jah bless Pissing gold lately, get out the rest room Rest soon been sick dog, need to visit a vet soon My veterinarian turned animal, now he's running the streets My veteran turned vegetarian, now he ain't with that beef Gracious Lot of talking, praying for good patience Had to show up in your place with ski masked faces Cotton cloths laced with chloroform traces, ya'll eat an*s Wildfern remains greatness, I need praises [Hook]

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