Astronaut in the Ocean lyrics

Ay, Hank Trill in this b*tch man, you know what I'm Sayin'
Boby, what the f*ck are you doing over there, man quit j*rkin on your meat, little b*tch boy, or imma f*ck you up, boy
Hey

What you know about propane accessories
I just pulled up on a plane, and I sold ten Gs
Walked in Bobby's room and saw his hand in fast motion
b*tch I'm dripping like a mo-f*cken ocean

What you know about propane accesories
I just pulled up on a plane, and I sold ten Gs
Walked in Bobby's room and saw his hand in fast motion
b*tch I'm dripping like a mo-f*cken ocean

Oh man god damn
Peggy gave me top
b*tch I drop the top
I believe in WD40
Crack cold one in the morning
Hey-Medium Rare Steak
Hey-Texas is my state

Hey-pullin' up with propane
Full with chopper boy you lame

I been drippin' boy you drown imma knock your ass out
Hank Trill hella clout
Gotta brick in the couch
Bobby Boy special ed, think he hit his head
Got your b*tch in my bead an I' counting hella bread

I just pulled up with a gallon of lean (lean)
b*tch you better not f*ck with me (don't f*ck with me)
Or Ima break your motherf*ckin' spleen (f*ckin spleen)

b*tch you know that I'm a motherf*ckin' king (king king)
Hey I'm flyer than a dragon
Ice on my finger feel like I'm Bilbo Baggins
(lord of the rings b*tch)

b*tch you know that I be swaggin (hey) Swaggin
And I keep my pants saggin (keep my pants f*ckin saggin' b*tch)

Boy you better call saul cause imma bout to break the law (the law)
Cut your legs so now you gotta call (you gotta call)

Look at the way that I ball
I be tearing up the mall

Mona Lisa on my wall
Bobby quit bouncin' that damn ball

What you know about propane accessories
I just pulled up on a plane and I sold ten Gs
Walked in Bobby's room and saw his hand in fast motion
b*tch I'm dripping like a mo-f*cken ocean
What you know about propane accessories
I just pulled up on a plane and I sold ten Gs
Walked in Bobby's room and saw his hand in fast motion
b*tch I'm dripping like a mo-f*cken ocean