(Verse#1)

Excuse me let me explode beginning of a new episode, Iceland nice tan
-excuse you-
Where a hundred Million digits melt inside my hands, overnight Fly-bye ride-bye that double “O” chuck Less cover with soil those pretends pass tents running to
-fly-bye-

Your trunk elite bring that spunk too many on turf that’ll work!

(Chorus)/Repeat/[Bridge]

Iceland too many in my hand

[Hook] Midland

(Verse#2)

Turning curves with that seesaw step up
-turning- -curve-
Flagrant ground better pass it around, it’s potent never been open neighboring county El Centro, everything’s an into, come on behind a close door just ear less
–everything’s an intro-
Say you hear this on many radio frequencies that shot out next dedication while
Leveraging a fetal attack better duss off your back!

–better dust better dust-

(Chorus)/Repeat/[Bridge] Iceland too many in my hand

[Hook] Midland

(verse#3)

Way we are, way we be, may we creep upon such within mobilization with an
– way we be- -way we are-
Answer that blows up a question, warp any planet it came from any goon that hustles baring’s it, answer good runs out bad follows, just how much I know
–such-

Pleasant to stay to back room, while front room get lit up with a bright light, keep with that switch never goanna let go, it’s an on off thing!
-Dust off-

(Chorus)/Repeat/ [Bridge]

Iceland too many in my hand

[Hook] Midland

[Verse 1] Better let go my ties every homie I associate with, it’s a not each letter capital,
–it’s a not- –I’m not-

Don’t yank on my lettermen’s jacket sports at its best, never was at that stadium never was at that arena, no I don’t hang on fifty-sixth street Fleetwood Mac has accuracy, want you spin, so every and everybody can have more, intention lead your suggestion

–lead your suggestion-

[Chorus] Iceland too many in my hand

[Hook] Midland