CLUB MUNGO | SHOULD HAVE LEFT

SHOULD HAVE LEFT

WRITTEN BY A. BISHOP, K. CHERRY, C. WEEKS

PRODUCED BY GRANDPA SWEATS

PERFORMED BY BRADLEY CINEMA, NEDS, & $LUGG

ADDITIONAL VOCALS BY GRANDPA SWEATS

WRITTEN, ARRANGED, & PRODUCED IN THE BASEMENT, WEST VALLEY CITY, UTAH

RECORDED, MIXED, & MASTERED BY GRANDPA SWEATS IN THE BASEMENT, WEST VALLEY CITY, UTAH, DARIAN'S CRIB, SALT LAKE CITY, UTAH, & THE BASEMENT 2.0, MAPLETON, UTAH

2500 B.C.

Aliens build up the pyramids

Back it up, 2018

I was all stuck in delirium

20 invest in Ethereum

I got the commas on period

Fucked on your bitch, she was curious

Pray that she getting her period

Buy me a condom

I open the condom

I put on the condom

I'm using the condom

I finish the condom

I take off the condom

I throw away condom

I cry for an hour

Know that you want it

I put on the song and you can't comprehend it

The flows is a menace

Quit your pretending

You don't get no credit

You wrapped like a mummy

I'm calling up Brendan

Put on the beams

Diamonds they gleam and you know it

She wanna run with the team

Came with a plan and a motive

Want me a crib by the ocean

Manifestations in motion

Wilding on stage with four of my friends

Admit that we sick and engrossing

Yuh

Wake up in the morning

Pull my dick out my draws

Take a pic of my flaws

Say fuck it

Y'all can't even touch us

Got me pulling up to the function

Brand new whip, all black, no buttons

I'ma hit the stu 'cause I love these songs

Blood in the walls

I'ma break bread with my dogs

Get fed and let it go to my head til I'm God

Okay

After I head to the bank

I just might fill up my tank, ooh

I just might fill up your bitch, ooh

I just might feed her my kids

Wait wait wait

Scary, I bet she a witch

She give me neck like she sucking the life from my dick

I accept that these n****s stay pressed with some sins

Tell 'em the session is in

Brother, I ain't bitch made

My jewelry on display

I might hit a lick while on my way

To pay my rent today

Told my mother that her wrist fake

Go get your hip replaced

If you diss me that's a mistake

You better go and take a run

You better have fun

I just hit the blunt

I should probably test my luck

To see if I can find my friend a runt

Mamma mia crunk off margarita

My verse so cold, I don't wanna freeze you

Bad bitch thicker than Ms. Khalifa

I'ma take your ass home and tear the sheets up