EAULDIE (feat. SOLZONE)

Brrrah Brrrah Brrrah Motherfuckers Wah This is Lil Dinky And this is Eauldie I can't fall asleep, too many rhymes inside my cranium I'm raining them upon the beat, Elite, the heat is premium Delete the competition, have 'em wishin' I was feelin' 'em I take the track to higher heights, like voices breathin' helium You're breathless, breaths I'm stealin' 'em These rhyme schemes, I'm revealin' 'em You won't believe what I achieve, the best of this millennium You can't know what I'm schemin', my ideas I'm concealin' 'em These plain and simple bars I'm sayin' 'em just like I'm seein' 'em My rhymes are extra large, in charge, Your bars are medium This beats the spice of life to strike the strife and tedium I'll roast you vegetables alive, the temp 425 at minimum I bring hot rhymes when I arrive, like vegetables I'm steamin' 'em When Neem is on the scene the opposition say they fearin' him I'm in attack position so get back to where you came here from I'm serious, my flow is sure to leave you in delirium Delirious, delicious rhymes, so thank me if you're hearin' 'em (This America man) Blasted off a tab yeah I'm tweakin' already Heard there's a party at The Lodge, gotta start sippin' steady Yeah I been in and out the gym, feelin' slimmer than spaghetti Stackin' muscle on these bones, yeah I got the hoes sweaty Wait a second... Yo, we all outta weed Let's go 'n' pick up an ounce, but hold up, I gotta pee Time to flee the scene, on this shopping spree, got that alien OG Maybe stop at Chipotle get a bowl of beans Rippin' bongs in peace then where the fuck are your couches at? You say you smoke that loud pack daily where are y'all ounces at? Actin' like you gettin' chicks, I'm already pouncin' that Goin' through some shit? Lemme know, always around to chat Fuck a frat, all they personalities flat I craft the hardest fucking beats the Midwest don't know how to act Look at that, mediocre, but they hittin' like a dad Belt 'n' buckle, time to scuffle yeah White fuckers stayin' mad Bastard, I'm a Snow, just like what we writing in I get high and ride dragons just to come home again We in the stu', too high to even smoke again Ayo, who's that, it's Lil EZ Back from the dead, eggs over easy all over his head I can cook you an omelette and shove it down your throat Just to watch you veg Me and Ryan Gosling got somethin' in common We both fly as fuck and rock with the Mormons She wormin' that shit with that shit in her veins Her daddy left her with some shit in her brain Yeah she fucked in the head, she wanna slurp me up and expect me not to wed Got my dick in some Dickies and a Carhartt vest I'm a farmer through and through, don't confuse me with the Left Eauzone what I'm reppin' thundercloud on my chest Other teams lookin' small like we made 'em compressed My bars are so cold like the footbridge in February Put the beat in the coffin, this verse is the obituary This track we makin' here some classic shit Step up to the plate in the stu', I took a crack at it Bambino of beats, the Barry Bonds of rap Ice melting on my neck I'm leavin' ponds where I step Hit up Davie's 'n' get some tendies and fries Mealworms up in my food 'n' I ain't even surprised Pull up to Kwik Trip on Water, 'cause the wings are some gas Throw the Subi in sport mode and I'm dustin' yo ass (And I'm dustin' yo ass) Yeah it's gon' be alright Little Bites and Rocket League, man we vegging tonight Midnight praccy at McPhee got me wanting to die Get back to Dirty Murr, hit the cart 'n' get high (Sir, can you open the door please, that doesn't look like a vape sir) What's that smell in the air, gimme that aroma Puttin' y'all to sleep with my shitty verses like you're in a coma Rolling down the isle, see your momma gettin' Roma Mar-Red like tomatoes hot 'n' steamy like the Summer Calling honey over like a bee without a lover Feel it in your liver fight a homeless man is operating on ya Your mind's fucked smoking trees Principal said you got your degree from Chat GPT Everything is temporary, be sure to face your fears No one really knows why the fuck we're even here Causing trouble on the playground in the first grade With my friends 'cause it's just how we were made And with every passing day life is feeling great Sippin' warm Baja Blast even God knows I fucking ate (Bitch) Sippin' on bottles, flyin' high on planes Gotta lotta bad women, I don't even know their names Toppers and tats, you know I got flame When I pull up to the function, you know I'm spittin' game Uh, uh Got no wheels, and you know I'm on the train Ridin' through the city puffin' on that grain, it's insane mane Fuck around and get pain Leave stains, leave your brains in the pavement Get payments, yeah big checks Yeah don't play around, yeah get rekt Sippin' Triple Sec out the bottle Catch me whippin' in the fuckin' s- (Fuck it, I fucked it, right on the last line) (I'm in Rob's room smoking crack) Girl you might want to be careful 'cause I'll steal you from your mister My legs are pretty fast but my bicycle is quicker I have very few aspirations to get richer See wealth's a social construct, and I'm a solid kisser They call me the mountain man (yup) I'm a human blunt-blowing beer can yup Always rushin' in a hurry but I'm never really worried Drink tequila lime to swerve the scurvy, chicks are lookin' hella curvy Crushin' miles while the universe smiles on me I snort a line of pre-workout then pass up on the tree Your mother loves my style, thinks I am the bees knees And while I can outrun your ass, I suck at Monopoly In fact it's really any game, too busy mourning Billy Mays Respect is placed upon my name despite the fact I am insane Stackin' Pizza Ranch bread, got an eyeball on my head I just murdered this beat, man this shit is fuckin' dead (Woo) D-line always talkin' so much shmack Sayin', "fuck this, fuck o-line," man Shut the fuck up When I drop some bars, they all know I write 'em sweet (yup) Good guess but try again 'cause I ain't talking Water Street And yeah I come from A-Town, that city that's golden And you know we got that Spam brand that keeps the money flowin' (it's flowin') Haha, it's gon' be alright When I was comin' up I knew my future was bright (yuh) You know why? 'Cause I've got that flow that makes me glow I'm the best there's ever been and everybody knows (they know) I didn't choose the business life, I guess it chose me 'Cause I been workin' 'n' grindin' like all of the time and I don't get no sleep Don't get me confused with just any other Chad I'm a freak and unique and all them other boys can stay mad My time here is short, so let me keep it sincere When I'm on that frisbee field, you know my impact's severe (bitch) I'll be takin' the shots and breaking 'em lots you know where I'll be 'Cause if I ever am in doubt I'll just send it back to Harvey (Hugh you're supposed to go up-line there) I'll just send it back to Harvey (Dude, you know I ain't runnin') That swing from Hugh is never too far from me Yeah you know they all call me Harvey But my girl ride me like a Harley (oh shit) I'm just tryna to smoke a blunt, no Bacardi Doin' a buck eighty in my new 'Rari (vroom) Roll up, spark up, like I'm Bob Marley Get high and binge watch some iCarly (yessir) While you're busy playin' with Barbie My wallet gettin' thicker like I'm Jeff Hardy When I'm droppin' dimes on you, I won't be sorry (nah) I'm a dog that can't be stopped, they call me Marley (woof woof) Gimme that top shelf, no barley If I don't see purp, that shit ain't gnarly Got that cottonmouth so I'm sippin' on Starry Only toke never snortin' on Charlie (nah) (Aye, your turn Connor) (Fire on that shit boy) Freak in the sheets let me drop some knowledge About computer science, let me take you to college The following are bars a bout some nerdy code That'll make your head spin and your brain explode (yuh) My favorite's Python, the language of the nerds Where we code up solutions to problems that are absurd Data Science, GPT, Python does it all And if you're not using it, then you're bound to fall (aye) Let me tell you 'bout a game that's quite a thrill A game of cards, strategy meets skill It's called cribbage, and it's a classic I'll kick your ass and I'm not being sarcastic With the board and pegs, you keep track of your score And with each new play, you're aiming for more From the cut to the deal, and the pegging to the crib Cribbage is a game that you'll never beat me in (yuh) Wrote this shit myself so it's gonna be ass Pulled up to the stu' after seven hours of class Rather stay in bed but I really have to pass Fuck Zorn I'm just tryna play on the grass My knees are achin' and my ankles are throbbin' Pop an ibuprofen just to keep me from sobbin' Stop Asian hate, I'm the face of the movement Put my face on a shirt just for Rob's amusement Gonna pull up to practice and act like a dick Don't matter nobody can stop my flick North Carolina you know I'm sippin' on tequila (brain freeze) Taught the whole team how to play Fuck the Dealer Three guys on our team are all named James I apologize to Sol, don't know many of your names Team Green is the scene of all the stoners Don't think I've seen any of them sober (Bro, Owen, oh my god, shut the fuck up) Catch me with Scott makin' twelve an hour Stand on my money like I'm on a tower I got talent and skills, bloom like a flower It's MF DOOMSDAY, rapping's my true power Rent is due tomorrow but I do not want to pay Yesterday love was such an easy game to play Now I need a place where I can hideaway Oh shit, I believe in yesterday (yesterday) That was the Beatles, I'm just keeping it real Hold up, wait, dude how do you feel? Shoutout Mordecai, man he's so fly (yeah-yuh) Fuck I'm high Jacob Cowan never stood a chance Sections and regions, call it the last dance I'm going way too hard like RRR (bolly) See me receive throws from afar (Boom) (Arthur won't stop me from gettin' any sweet treats boy) They call me hawk the chugger, and I'm from the Twin Cities A lot of people know this but I love lil' kitties (meow) I go around town rippin' pics of my stream When I'm in doubt I put it up to either Arthur or Neem I spend my Wednesdays at Bolly cookin' kids up-line It's such a frequent occurrence that you could call it a crime Droppin' plenty of dimes, I'm nowhere near my prime But most of all I love my captain that we call Slime I really think that I could beat a grizz with a katana Banana, pajama, I steer clear of marijuana I used to play piano and then I started to sing But fuck an opera class, that just wasn't my thing Wear my $5 Tan catchin' glances like crazy Walkin' into 429 just to find that it's hazy Might as well take a puff, I got nuttin' to do Mixed a bean with the coff', that's where the credit is due (誤解しないでください、これはあなたの創造の力ではありません) This that Eauzone rap shit Need a shin splint wrap kit Kush rolling, ozone blowing cloud shit D-line adequate, came in with the pink knits Organic flow, no need to counterfeit Maniac, packed, with their hats flipped to the back Joe, Haak, go-to, and I set the stack Sweet treats in my veins, mixed with the green propane My mask shines bright, I'm the teams Bruce Wayne Handler prey, strapped down, no tide, permanent stain Tamed, flamed, we are not the same Leave you in the dust with an ankle sprain Wausau, Madison, different planes Hit a one-two, fold you like an origami crane Looney tunes ring, and my dancing chain Run you down, got the road runner rage (meep meep) Every week, tournament reign 120 miles and a different stage Eauzone fame and a righteous gang Fuck observers, just play the game (Uh uh uh, yuh yuh yuh, oh wait, it's too loud too loud) (Aye, Dinky) Not being sarcastic I just shotgunned a 'Bull, now I'm feelin' fantastic (uh) Workin' at the 'Green's, money elastic (grrr) Buyin' all these Legos, god damn I love plastic (blaow) Oh shit what a classic, might just pull up to frisbee practice (uh) Standin' like a cactus Made a cut more majestic than an actress (uh, bitch bitch bitch) 'Round these parts my dogs be barkin' My driveway's where your Mom be parkin' (fuh) Spend my days on the skis (uh) Watch your bitch at night she on her knees (grah, blaow) Please, thirty rack always packin' I'm on top never slackin' (ish) Uh, Dave's entered the chat One move forward don't ever move back (dinky) Hey yo, clearin', clearin', clearin' my throat For these next few bars that I just wrote Hit the bong to my left and smoked a J to my right Now I'm as high as a fucking kite, but Understand that I'm hear to speak the truth About the Eau Claire life and the Eauzone crew On the streets of Water I'm known as Evan C. But on this track you can call me Killer Bee 716 is where I reside With my roommate Arthur, what a fucking guy We be smokin' and Smash Bro-in' to pass the time While practicing frisbee, on the dime Throwing and scoring are what we do Against any team in Eauzone's view Sideline chants are what I command To strike fear in the enemies hands I'm a maniac a brainiac, soy un poco loco Soy un gringo con lo todo Modo, plata, hierba y chocho Lo siento que mi ritmo es tan peligroso como Pablo Escobar cocinando su coco (damn) Cocinando su coco Robobitch is on the scene, now there's women on this beat I thought I couldn't write bars, but now I'm sounding pristine Gotta run to class, time to ID some fish What's a salmonidae? That's a trout bitch Perciformes, cottidae, Notropis Just to name a few that are on my list Fishing Little Niagara, gonna catch some Dave If you're not keeping up you better quicken your pace Fellas to my left, and Rachel's on my right We made it to Mammoth, but we had to drive all night Nashville's pretty cool, I bought joints on the street The Tennessee whiskey's got me feeling kinda weak Screw them fibs, where'd they learn to drive? Cruising through Georgia going 95 We're in Statesboro now, giant Jenga is the move I'm drunk on the sideline, I hope this game ends soon I'm pretty high, but my blood sugar's low Been diabetic for a year but you wouldn't even know Gotta drink my juice, now I'm on the rise Back to veggin' on the couch, and I'm feeling sublime Tricks, tricks, tricks Ain't lookin' for no hills (pow) The mountains give me the best chill A slope out here to give me the views (uh) Out here it's just me and the booze Lettin' the liquor do the talkin' Knockin' me out like I'm sleepwalkin' (uh) Midday lookin' for a new box to cave At night sleeping next to Dave (d-d-d-d-dave) Day 'n' night workin' at Walgreen's Just to end up in the pow' next to some tall trees (woah) Hands on all these pills Just to tell a senior they got no refills (bang) Flicks, flicks, flicks In class lookin' around for the risk Afterwards I'll be chasin' after that disc (plastic) Give me a reason to snap Soon to put the team on a map (boom) Life's been one hell of a journey Out here just me tagging along for that tourney Yo, listen up, I'll spit some fire Talking 'bout hacking, it's my desire KiwiBot's in my sight, gonna take it down With Anonymous by my side, we'll wear the crown Gonna crack that shit wide open, make it mine With skills like mine, it won't take much time I'll fuck with its systems, make it go haywire And leave those KiwiBros screaming like they're on fire My hacking skills are legendary, don't you know? I'll pwn any system, watch that shit go Anonymous and I, we're the kings of the game And no one can touch us, we'll always remain So if you see me hacking, just step aside I'll fuck with your shit, take you on a ride And if you try to stop me, I'll give you a taste Of the power of a hacker, and I'll put you in your place Never cry gotta stay humble (And I never mumble) Yeah you hear me spittin' this straight heat (My words never tremble) Smokin' weed it's exotic not general (Roll a backwood get me to a new level) And on my off days I'm still trappin' (I just ripped the bong now I'm moon walkin') Like one sec I gotta finish coughin' (Like no joke, I blow smoke, Like oh no) Like oh no (Like oh no) Oh nah (Fucking nah) Hell nah (Fuck nah, you're a bitch you know) I sit back, relax, I never cap (Shut the fuck up and listen to me for a sec) While I speak facts and smoke gas (Swisher sweets, you know I got that pack) Like I can't cap (Like I can't cap) And I can't cap (He can't cap) Aye, J you got that blunt? (Hahahaha) (Yes, we do consume each others blood on occasion for ritual purposes) Aye don't shoot me down while I'm coming up Murdering my beats Machine Gun Kell's gonna shoot it up Hit my line, get denied, saucing dimes on the line With my guys you'll surely try, but off these pills yeah I'm gonna fly MGK who I wanna be but playing puck is how I'm tryna be 6'2" with no shoes, honestly I can probably steal the moon (Hahahahaha) Ladies love me yeah that's hype only 'cause it's 'cause my future's hella bright (yuh) My team is so fine, full of guys who can shine I'm a star boy making light please just call me Doctor Light Ain't no music major ass but fuck it major music coming out my ass I fucked around, got it done, need a gun, where's the sun Ain't no fucking Rap God step aside Eminem, you fucking suck (Help, help, help me) Skating down State headphones bumping vintage Biggie Got the sunset on my face the flow of traffic kinda tricky Gallery department how I paint the scene into the world I'm in Talking on this beat lip full of bars like I just packed a Zyn Me? I'm just tryna reach my inner zen And make sure that I got the game all locked up like it's in the pen Light the blunt and watch yourself get slowly educated See between the smoke and see your perspective get elevated Me and Eauzone here to lay this fucking beat to rest And we going hard 'bout to leave you running out of breath (yuh) And this is Yodin on the beat Coming through to you from Lake Street Make sure your speakers don't overheat Here at Lake we partake in some casual veggery I'm munchin' on some chicken sammie's That we got from Water Street After that you know that I'm a go in the booth And lay a couple bars that maybe one day could inspire youth Boutta graduate I'd like to call some people out Especially the parking enforcers you got me buggin' out Charging 25 because I didn't want to be late Since parking is so ass these charges got me so irate With all these tickets might as well had bought a pass But even then I can't find any parking that shit's so ass Now I gotta gamble parking in the Hibbard lot But then I see the opps handing out tickets got me mad as fuck Man, this shit got me fucked up I'm not even gonna finish this verse UWEC, figure out the parking situation Jesus fucking Christ This ain't no joke this a statement Anyways, shouts out Eauzone, shouts out the homies, shout out A-Town Follow me on SoundCloud www.soundcloud.com/yodin-af Fuck it, we out Dylabetes on the beat soundin' like a clown If we're playing frisbee, you know I'm around Whippin' the Battle Bus like it's my job Out here smoking gas with Neem and Rob Ten years diabetes, yeah I'm a vet Taking another hit saying, "yeah I'm in, bet" Puffing on cigars looking like a father Do not ask to drive, it's not worth the bother Skying high on these fuckers, my knees elastic Skipping classes just to chase some plastic (bitch bitch bitch) Teaching future generations in the schools Damn these kids about to be some fools Not sure how to end it, so all I will say is Hope you fuckers all have a very nice day (Hope you fuckers all have a very nice day) (Hope you fuckers all have a very nice day) Oh shit, what the fuck, who's that walking over there? It's me, Asian bitch, with the bright pink hair I'm your coach and advisor with the fucked up spine Twerking on the sideline in this tutu looking fine You can call me Doc, 'cause I got that PhD Teaching you plant fam-ly names that end in -aceae I'm a bio prof, that's the side that you all see But I still can be that hoe, where's them recent divorcees? I could be your mom, but say it, you'll get slaughtered Unless your name is Layla she's my one and only daughter Old enough to play in the division we call Masters But I show up at the track and I make your ass run faster From the classroom to the lab to the gym I'm on my grind What's this work-life balance? For me they're both aligned Bring that East Coast mindset to the upper Midwest Are you even really living if you're not constantly stressed? Ring ring on my phone, what's the emergency? A deer or the cops, missed deadline uncertainty? Always a conundrum, do I need to intervene? Or sit and toss one back chilling with my homie Beans Lemme tell you all somethin' boutta wonderful drink So good you ain't never wanna pour it in the sink All my homies pulling up with all the H-A double M's These bars I'm spittin' are so good y'all mistake me for Eminem O-line's scored on all the time, it's 'cause I'm not in it Y'all need player number nine if you want Eauzone to win it Almost every single time O-line be getting smoked But that's okay with me 'cause I read the book of Job J-O-B, yep that's me, 'sept it's spelled J-O-E-B Prolly couldn't spit these bars if it wasn't for Nattie T. Cheelay, Cheelay, please don't say chilly Pido veinte empanadas pa'l equipo para mi Nos sentamos en la sofa cuando todos 'stan aquí Fumamos verde en la casa no nos falta THC Ayo Evan Carter Déjame decirte algo Espero que tu espalda esté bien porque he estado preocupándome Así que eso, te amo, chao, besos On the field runnin' hard pink band on my head Haakon gonna split the defense like a needle and a thread Wake up early hit the club man I gotta get that bread I be steppin' on that pedal 'til my RPM's be red Spittin' from a city that was built on a river Hella people in this place fuckin' up they liver All I do is make a cut and my handlers deliver When you face the D-line your bottom lip will quiver I trust the boys on this team, yeah I'd give 'em my life Even though half of them are duller than a butter knife Oh wait, I take it back, don't wanna cause no strife Yeah they all my boys but I wish they was my wife Frisbee ultimo es lo que yo juego Cuando usaba una frisbee soy como fuego Eauzone a regionales vamos a ganar Y regresamos a EC para la celebrar (Hehehehe, dude, Max's spanish is so clown, I love it) (Neem's rollin' a J right now) (Yo, whaddup) We got the O-line, Hoe-line, then we got the Breau-line Rollin' up the blunt, you know the whole team gettin' real high That's Team Green baby, you know just what we need Crack a fatty Hamm's 'n' smoke some purple ass weed Italian made, you know I got that bread And if you fuck with zone, we gonna put your ass to bed We'll see you at sections, at regions, at natty's When we beat you there, we might just stop by your daddy's Roll around in Pikachu, throw that window down Pack a big ol' fatty bowl, shit me smokin' now Throw it into drive and hit up Panda Express Gimme that plate, orange chicken, boneless Go back to the crib, and see what's on TV Fuck the playoffs, we gonna lose money Getting to the end, go find out what we might see Pass it to the next, call that shit one-two, three (Is that Jay spotted? Jay spotted? Jay spotted? Jay spotted?) Yo they call me Jay, but my real name is James It gets kinda confusing when all of us share names I used to be a cutter, but I've been handling Practice is more fun not being skied by Neem Handling with Joe and Haak is really blast They catch all of my throws, even a shitty push pass Learning the sets took quite a while But when I throw to Max, he just makes me smile When I'm not playing frisbee, you can catch me grinding Hearthstone It's a card game online and if you face me you'll get shown Legend is the best rank I climb there almost monthly I don't wanna brag but that's top point one in the country This Summer you should visit me at Papa Murphy's To work off all that pizza you can do some burpees Covered in my money like it comes out of a shower Catch me with a Hodag making thirteen an hour My name is D.P. no it's not Dr. Pepper I'm not too fancy on the field, I don't flash a leather I put in hard work like I'm Justin Jefferson Griddying on the field, I'll break your ankles son I like wearing pink, just like the Mean Girls But I won't be rude, I'll compliment you like my Uncle Earl I'm like tater tots, yeah I'm pretty hot Cook 'em in the oven, make them feel like they're onto somethin' Go to Dooley's, get myself a Celtic Knot Fill up my tummy, like I'm a Teletubby I'm like the Chippewa River, I'll make a flood I'll be nice to you, I'll fill up your tub "Oh shit it's Ice Rasta," is what my friends say But I'm not Eric Andre, I don't play any games I'm gonna be a teacher helping kids with math Be like Pythagoras, don't mess with the Hypotenuse Aftermath Hey my name is Simon and I'm rhymin' 'cause I can I'm the best captain president that Eauzone's ever had People also call me Slimon but that's only if they know me If you don't be playin' frisbee well then bitch you ain't my homie Did y'all know I'mm a twin? Yeah my sister's name is Lucy we be takin' all the wins But my butt it is more juicy I usually play on O-line, you could call it my main But if we drop it and turn it, I'll be poachin' the lane But it's not like eggs, I boil them instead Pour me a beer with just a little head (With just a little head) (With just a little head) (With just a little head) (With just a, just a, just a, just a) (With just a little head) (With just a little head) (With just a little head) (With just a, with just a, with just a) Hey, you know me as the C-Man With bars cleaner than a drip-pan I'm not used to rapping 'cause I don't wanna make a scene But let me tell you something about my cool team We beat Duluth on point uni 'Cause Eauzone's got better community So many teams afraid at our snarls Thank God we didn't get beat by the Red Hot Karls I care about culture of my squad But after praccy I'm a really need to stretch my quad I'm hyping up wicked chants every game Then go home to see the girl who's taking my last name This song is getting so monotonous An D-line is lurking like a hippopotamus Get me some coffee to put a pep in my step Oh shit, forgot to mention that the Fauxdags got swept The future is bright for all of us players Just some advice don't be a bunch of taxpayers I must be out of bars and if that is true Happy May the 4th and may the force be with you (Aye) (Aye) (Let's get it) Throw that disc up in the air 'Cause it's long just like my hair The ball is going deep I gotta get it (gotta get it) 'Cause if I lose then my points in life will seep aye (dah) I'm booling with the Eauzone boys That's 'cause they're not any toys And I'd like to play Sub-Zero I'm gonna lay out, and look like a hero (yeau) MadMan sucks Sid the Sloth is whack Get on this track (dah) What does he do? He doesn't make any money Because he's a bum ('cause he's a bum) He's got a really lucky, uh, style of play That's gonna say (that's gonna say) Sid the Sloth (Sid the Sloth, Sid the Sloth) You're not here to stay (ayyy) Hey, you know it's Pooty, I'm the coach on the track I'm with Eauzone boys, regionals back to back When I'm on the field Callaghan's are recorded When you're on the field, your season aborted Flying in the sky, I poster your ass So embarrassing, laying on the grass Game over, EauZone gets the trophy Smoking up the stu' call me OG Eauldie Fourteen-fourteen, that's a universe point See me 1v1, I smoke you like a joint I'm trying to write my verse, Nard pulls up Holy shit a land shark there's a disc in a butt No disc in my butt, but it's Nard with the rhyme If you're hittin' the J, you know I'm in everytime If the boys are chillin', just give me the word I'm about to leave, but fuck the birds (But fuck the birds) (Aye Pooty, that was chill, okay lemme get on this) Aight here we go, I'm a finish this off Cyclin' on the town with a gnarly scoff Pushin' through life with everything I got I'm too too busy, I'm about to pop Yo, yo, tell me when I'm done bro This shit's way too much bro Degree's something heavy Damn If I ain't ready yeah Disc boys keep me level With something I can't settle Philosophical, crazy follicle Way too deep, I'm diabolical Yo, yo, tell me when I'm done bro This shit's way too much bro Degree's something heavy Damn if I ain't ready (Peace and love folks) Oh my god, I love Eauldie Shout out to Neem, Rob, ezelliot, Isaiah Kyle, Matthias, Quinlan, Hugh Neckasaurus-Rex, the Freak in the Sheets That blonde guy, don't know what grade you in Arthur, Haakon, Ben Lurk, Lil Dinky Evan Carter, Sydney and Jake Ben Kirky The lovers Brett and Jac, MGK Victor, Dylan Scherrrn Nora, I know you as my professor Joe Brandt, Max Munchy, Gabriel, Jay And Doctor Pleasure Simon, I love you for your curly hair Christian, I love you for your thoughts in the air Pattyeiks, Pooty, Nard And last but not least, Cam Waldal (Ish, ish, ish, ish, ish, ish, ish)