Adult Swim

Adult Swim - Jon Bellion/Tuamie

Lyrics by：Tuamie/Jonathan Bellion/Mark Williams/Raul Cubina/Latrice Speights/Ryan Raddon/Finn Bjarnson/Amy Gileadi/Jonathan Gileadi/Craig Poole/Barbie Mason/Rob Wannamaker

Composed by：Tuamie/Jonathan Bellion/Mark Williams/Raul Cubina/Latrice Speights/Ryan Raddon/Finn Bjarnson/Amy Gileadi/Jonathan Gileadi/Craig Poole/Barbie Mason/Rob Wannamaker

Tuami has developed a new hyperbolic time chamber

Here on Namek we'll be focusing on the mental

Training starts now begin

I've just been fanning myself

I'm a such a fan of myself

There's levels to the cool like a fan on a shelf

When you blow

They try to gas you like fans at the Shell station

God hands me a full plate but I handle it well

If they don't feel your thoughts

Start dreaming in braille

They'll try to sell you short

'Cause their dreams are for sale

They'll say get off your podium

Life isn't Nickelodeon

Aren't you so dumb Kenan and Kel wow

The government leaves an animal trail

So I switch to swiss-charred

Carrots and kale

So I'll remember my kid's name

Dementia is a sick game

I'm silence in the lamb

Call me Hannibal Failed yeah

Financial plans should be handled in stealth

I fight to leave the private

Life for my family's health

Got some dinner with art collectors

They started drinkin' Prosecco

When they slipped about their level of family wealth

Bunch of actresses downplay how my records have felt

It's not a mystery to decode a fanning yourself

This man's on fire

I can't pretend I'm not talented

For me to fake humble's a

Corny way to be arrogant

** dealers still on the corner of Madison

Except they push Pradas and Red Bottoms to medicines

Red bottoms for baboons and radishes

I went to Mozambique and saw

A real kind of happiness

So I don't feel guilty

When Nike sends me some packages

We still end up in boxes even though we chase packaging

Take this take this

What about

Tuamite supply the face lift

Take this take this

What about

Tuamite supply the face lift

I can't fall off I got a great grip

Go and find some talent have a great trip

This Bellion guy's power level's amazing

Tuamite supply the face lift

Prepare to fight

My stance here is a band leader is Pangaea

My heart free-er

I'm cold heater than Cambria

I rock steady my Johnson's Dwayne-heavy

We just erase heroes

I stan Lee your remedy he the

King of queens

My balls breathe Lebron's Kia

I carry greatness statements on spaceship

Haitians get lace and

Meaning you dread what comes from my third eye

Blind to the fake wow

My tone is gettin' aggressive

I just create for the truly gifted of adolescense

My essence becomes the mystery

I instantly become a Pistol Pete in sport

Full of Walt Fraziers

My Kelsey grammer is something like forward ham

Like Alfred Hitchcock with a camera

Just blazin' Killer Cam

Family candle can't handle it

My channel too hot to cancel

My babies drivin' a Mansell

I'm passenger writin' stanzas

I'm holdin' these verses ransom

I'm Hansel Zoolander handsome

Tuamite supply the face lift

I on the brack lift

I got a take this

I am

It's all because of Jesus

Well done welcome to Glory Sound Prep

I'm lovin' it all here with my brother-in-law

Greece is a beautiful place food is incredible awe

We just been playin' some games

Everyone's pickin' a straw

Who gets the longest has gotta

Go tell the butler to call

Call call call call

For more alcohol

Wait we'd told the locals

That we'd go and play basketball

But they don't want the business

Plus I drank from the flask we bought

Now everything is spinnin'

Now we laugh it off

Ooh it's Whoopie Goldberg

The way that my sisters act up

They had some champagne now everybody's laughing

Movies 'bout paradise and my family got the cast thing

Thing thing thing thing

Thing thing thing thing

If you dove into the tears of my eyes

You'd hear this instrumental

Jesus was instrumental in blessing my mental

Every time I drove a car

Could've twisted the metal

Metal metal metal metal

Drop

All the things on my wishlist

God has given in triplets

I'm on an island where opiates go to rich kids

And then they pass away

That's called death over the privileged

Leged leged leged leged leged leged

Yeah I never wanna be famous

Stop calling me underrated

I'm still pushin' the same whip

I was drivin' in Sachem

Peace in my life it's awesome

As-salamu alaykum alaykum alaykum alaykum

I'm makin' certain decisions

I'm flyin' under the radar

I really love my life and

This music thing is a great job

Yeah pick up the phone

And someone tells me Mr Bellion Sir

Beyoncé on the line

She tryna reach you on your cellular

She wanted fall in line but we gave it to Aguilera

I hope it's the right decision

Bey wanted it for the twins she signed

I hope I didn't burn that bridge

I worry all the time

I'm just tryna show these

Kids about this slight of mine

I always flex but I realize

That it's divine appointment

I'm a 'cross between hard work and Jesus-annointed

I hope the ceiling that needed grace is the final notion

Notion notion

For the rest of my life

You'll see me on the L-I-double R

With a Heineken in my bag

On my way to the gardens

Tryin' to kill your nephews like I been with star

Me lyin' down on the job is not an option at all

All all all

On my way to the garden garden garden

On my way to the

On my way to the Gar