HEALTH SCIENCE

Lyrics

[Intro: Brother Tom Sos] Griselda (Uh, uh) By Fashion Rebels (Listen, hm) [Verse 1: Brother Tom Sos] This shit feel like, pinch me, I'm dreamin' Niggas my sons, temper tantrums, they kickin' and screamin' Marvin Gaye senior, hand on the drum, just give me a reason (Brr) What's goin' on? These niggas done, we in a new season (Bop, bop, bop, bop) All them niggas is sugarcoated, I'm winter, it's freezin' Been on this journey for way too long, I'ma keep on believin' I'm true and livin', mirror Allah, you see me, you see Him I'm thinkin' Benjamins, Grants, and Jacksons, I need it per diem, uh I brought revival, you don't rock how I rocked (Woo) Bagged the bitch right off the runway, you don't shop how I shop (Woo) And Chayefsky head-to-toe, from thе bottom and the top (Woo) Is where I'm goin', on my soul, thе new face of hip-hop It look like Stéphanie Amon, I build culture, fuck your content I ain't made for TikTok, only built for Cuban links (Woo) And Vacheron wrist watches, I'm nowhere near clockin' out (Woo) If you think the nigga finished, it's only a pitstop (Check) [Chorus: Brother Tom Sos & Westside Gunn] Pinch me, I'm dreamin' Double R under the stars Mm, I'm dreamin' Pillow talk ain't stoppin' nothin' Mm, I'm dreamin' Keep sleepin' if you want Mm, I'm dreamin' Mm, I'm dreamin' Mm, I'm dreamin' Uh, mm, I'm dreamin' Uh, mm, I'm dreamin' (Ayo) [Verse 2: Westside Gunn] I gave the streets dope (Woo), I gave the streets hope (Woo) Never seen Diesel's, slacks or bespoke (Mm) Still blow your head off, but I push peace, though (Boom, boom, boom, boom) Fashion week, 'bout six seats from Nigo (Ah) Where I'm from, you gotta duck from bullets and RICO (Grrt) Stars seem so far away, but we reach, though (Ah) Allah, just let me take care of my people Rick got the zippers all over my peacoat (Woo) Niggas on the yard, creased 10s or the G-Shock You can never fuck with me ever, so please stop (Nuh-uh) I can wear Celine for a month off of re-rock (Mm) My shooter hopped out the Flying Spur in a hijab (Grrt) We was in the mess hall, plottin' and crunchin' numbers, Colombian plugs We shared hugs like we loved each other (Woo) Hit him in his head close-up like it's personal (Boom, boom, boom, boom) This the cloud Louis V show that Virgil thrown So watch the throne [Chorus: Brother Tom Sos] Pinch me, I'm dreamin' Double R under the stars Mm, I'm dreamin' Pillow talk ain't stoppin' nothin' Mm, I'm dreamin' Keep sleepin' if you want Mm, I'm dreamin' Mm, I'm dreamin' Mm, I'm dreamin' Uh, mm, I'm dreamin' Uh, mm, I'm dreamin' [Outro: Rick James] Buffalo's my home, you know? And it always has been and always will be And I'm much more comfortable there than I think I am in, in Hollywood or New York You know, when I go to Buffalo It's really a time in my life where I can really just chill out