"Auntie" is a braggadocious, borderline disrespectful alt-hiphop track.
lyrics
Yeah
Whoo
Yeah
I be on all kinds of shit, all kinds of shit
When you raise your voice and it sounds so counterfeit
It's cute
Really think shit sweet
I'ma take yo auntie out to eat, yeah
And she's so damn sweet and she's so damn fine
You done lost yo mind
I done lost mine
I done said it once
I done said it nuff times
On site
I'm the right age, height, shape, size
I bee-line to old girl tree line cuz i stay primed to deliver that
D
D
D
Really, though
Really think shit sweet
Bruh
I'ma fuck that girl to sleep, huh
Love it, I love it
I speak to my therapist, rarely in public
I'm all about money
My babies need something
Y'all niggas ain't talking bout nothing
Less you niggas is talking about bringing my budget up
Gone head black girl fuck it up fuck it up
Get to that bread
Leave me alone
I'm trying to get fed, huh
Love it, i love it
I speak to my therapist, ya’ll niggas speaking to governments, huh
Whatever happened to thuggin it, huh
And I know, cuz you have reasons
Bars
I I I I guarantee you
Guarantee you
I'll be all day long with it
All day long with it
All day strong with it
In her like all day thong, niggas
Talk that shit
Gettin gettin gettin gettin my head
Run your mouth
Na na na
Get the fuck out my bed
Gimme some gimme some
Gimme some gimme some
Yeah, gimme some gimme some
Not not not not not not not
Everything I ever did
I said
Not not not not not not not
Everything i ever it did
I said
Not not not not not not naw
Haha haha haha haha haha
I I I I I I I I I I I I I I
I be on all kinds of shit, kinds of shit
When you raise your voice and it sounds so counterfeit
And it's cute
Really think shit sweet
I'ma take yo auntie out to eat, yeah
And she's so damn sweet and she's so damn fine
You done lost your mind
I done lost mine
I done said it once
I done said enough times
On site, I'm the right age, height, shape, size
To bee-line to old girl's tree line cuz i stay primed to deliver that
D
D
D
Really though
Really think shit sweet
Bruh
I'm a fuck that girl to sleep, huh
Love it, I love it
I speak to my therapist, rarely in public
I'm all about money
My babies need something
Y'all niggas ain't talking bout nothing
Less niggas is talking about bringing my budget up
Nigga don’t fuck it up fuck it up
Go head get to that bread, get to that bread
Leave me alone, leave me alone
I'm trying to get fed, yeah
Love it, I love it
I speak to my therapist, ya’ll niggas speaking to governments, huh
Whatever happened to thuggin it, huh
I know, cuz you have reasons
Niggas have reasons
I know
Y’all niggas have reasons
I know
You silly niggas have your reasons
credits
released March 29, 2022
Malachai Frazier did all the things. Mastered at LANDR.
Soul-searching hip-hop from this Florida rapper, with lyrics that dig deep and take an unflinching look at life’s questions. Bandcamp New & Notable May 1, 2023
