Mr. Society - Gold Stack lyrics

[V1: Teether] Smouldering hot coals burn like packed bowls Packed like black holes Black 20 year old old soul Older than bless you so the soul don't go Don't know no ringtones outside my own phone I'm feeling brought up in a cabin The window's been stolen and this apple's full of maggots And I'm biting it Messy like my hair and my priorities Everything's so old to me Hope the road don't swallow me [V2: Realname] Follow me puffin that hay Shovin this horse head that I woke up with On top of of my bed deep up under my sheets Over encumbered Shoulder is covered in chip Smolderin' under the spliff on a roll in the ball pit Spitting that lottery sh** Fans are the winners Spinning on top if my dick I'm ringing the bell at my own house Knowing full well that no one is home now And I don't give two f**s if I'm going over the edge so long as that path is my own route And I don't got no doubt In my out of my mind mind state Profound my place In those sounds I make Knows a b**h if you don't spout it So I take rappers Make a joke out em I make soap outta rappers Golden shower happens to the heckler On the regular [Bridge: Teether] I got the wings to make tornados Know the lungs just take in smoke And turn the whole world into play dough Cop a lot and stay broke Chop a fool in slow mo I been known to drop an album then delete it and lay low I been avoiding being finished So much in the baggage means he brought the dope with him [Hook: Realname / Teether] Smoke stealer Joke stealer Dope dealer sowing wild oats Still asleep though I awoke a while ago Stoned sinner Broke mirror Flows with the most Why you stopping boats when I'm trynna go No hope in him Smoke stealer Joke stealer Dope dealer sowing wild oats Still asleep though I awoke Yo I stay woke Stoned sinner Broke mirror Flows with the most Why you stopping boats where I'm gonna go When I'm done with this