DISTRICT

Lyrics

[Intro] "I'm Sammy Jo, and my favorite colors are, um, black and red." [Chorus: Kevin Abstract] Let me find my way out of this bitch (Uh) Find myself high in the distance (Uh) Find me up, lying in this ditch (Ugh) With a wrist and some diamonds a-mixin' (Woo) If I can't find the time to get my heart out (Ugh) Would you stomp 'em out when we slow the world down? (Ugh) Would you hold it down for me when my heart pound? (Ugh) Ain't no telling, no telling, so call the coroner Let me find my way out of this bitch (Ugh) Find myself high in the distance (Ugh) Find me up, lying in this ditch (Ugh) With a wrist and some diamonds a-mixin' (Woo) If I can't find the time to get my heart out (Ugh) Would you stomp 'em out when we slow the world down? (Ugh) Would you hold it down for me when my heart pound? (Ugh) Ain't no telling, no telling, so call the coroner [Verse 1: Merlyn Wood] Ayy, I'ma just bounce with that In fact, I bought a whole damn house with that Ayy, hand me where the ounces at Tell me where the damn these ounces at Ayy, tell me where the ounces at Tell me where the ounces, ounces at Ayy, tell me where the ounces at Tell me where the ounces, ounces at [Verse 2: Joba] It's getting hot, you best just— Woo! Simmer down, simmer down, simmer down, simmer down The effects can't touch this Woo! Simmer down, simmer down, simmer down, simmer down Stand up, stand down, bitch Woo! Simmer down, simmer down, simmer down, simmer down Wait, wait, wait [Verse 3: bearface] I'm alive, I'm alive, the bags in my ride, I, I I ain't ever been the one that's scared of you Baby, you can come and get it I'm alive, I'm alive, the bags in my ride, I, I Baby, when the karma gets you, yeah Maybe you can run away with us [Verse 4: Dom McLennon] In my bag, in the vault Moving on, move along, ain't my fault Moved too fast, life had skidded to a halt Got back on the road and made it to the start Disregarding the emotional discharge Can't forget the mission put into my heart I ain't playing games with you to play your part Standing up with pride behind my battle scars [Verse 5: Matt Champion] Money walk and money talk, but money no make comfortable Big-ass house and big-ass car don't add up when you die alone I want wife, nice life, highlights with some little clones I want bliss, no strife Rewind, don't slice around my aura with the better lies I want a better life, bend around the corner One deep, eyes shut, really know the place Projecting on me, I don't correlate Straight from manipulation, wouldn't wanna infiltrate my brothers Still wanna get me high, eyes low off that methadone Always throwing curve, like a reaper scythe Gnawing on my wood like a termite Entering my world like a parasite (Parasite, parasite, parasite, parasite, parasite, parasite) [Verse 6: Joba, Kevin Abstract] Praise God, hallelujah! (God, God) I'm still depressed (Damn, damn) At war with my conscience Paranoid, can't find that shit Woo, praise God, hallelujah! (God, God) I'm still depressed (Damn, damn) At war with my conscience Paranoid, I can't— [Breakdown: Kevin Abstract] Let me find my way out of this bitch "I'm Sammy Jo, and my favorite colors are, um, black and red." (Damn) (Ugh) With a wrist and some diamonds a-mixin' (Ooh da-aa, da, da, da, da) If I can't find the time to get my heart out (Ugh) Would you stomp 'em out when we slow the world down? (Damn) Would you hold it down for me when my heart pound? (Ugh) Ain't no telling, no telling, so call the coroner [Outro: bearface, Kevin Abstract] Sittin' on your porch, across parking lots and you Light it up, better dodge the cops And I'll never get sick of playing with your locks I, I miss you lots, I, I miss you lots, I, I Sittin' on your porch, across parking lots That's all I got for you And I'll never get sick of playing with your locks, I, I That's all I got for you Sittin' on your porch, across parking lots and you That's all I got for you Miss you lots, I, I miss you lots, I, I That's all I got for you Sittin' on your porch, across parking lots That's all I got for you And I'll never get sick of playing with your locks I, I miss you lots, I, I miss you lots I, I miss you lots, I, I miss you lots, I, I That's all I got for you