Lyrics

Incline, mastermind Hit me up at Rolodex City Where the ground hits hard And the town plans ain't so pretty Rom-com full of gum Everyone comes to get their fix And they stick to their guns And blocks and blocks of digital space Convert all the unwashed Karl Marx selection box Everything is looking pretty good Now I couldn't tell the time But this ain't no city neighborhood Leather-strap door mat Fry the waffles side-by-side When the ozone melts, hit me up on the sunny side Convert all thе unwashed Slide to the lеft and put your foot down Slide to the left and put your foot down Slide to the left and put your foot down Slide to the left and put your foot down Slide to the left Slide to the left Incline, mastermind Everything is feeling pretty good But you soon found out you hit up all the wrong neighborhoods