Tom Coyne - Tommy's Interlude lyrics

[Hook] Young Tri$ Thomas with them bands in his pocket With them xans finna pop 'em Finna land from his rocket Young Tri$ Thomas with them bands in his pocket Got the xans finna pop 'em Finna land from his rocket [Verse - JT Soul] Young boy on his U.S. sh** Got the world on this huge a** dick Got your girl finna do that sh** I walk around like who that b**h Got dawgs trying to move that brick I'll never go broke since I hit that licl f** rap I don't need that sh** (Forreal) I ain't playin', what you Saiyan, on vegeta sh** If I ever get caught then I plead the fifth We them dogs all them boys hard to handle Got dope in kitchen like whippin' out the bando Now we pushin' grand pianos Young JT be the man Young JT be the man though [Hook] Young Tri$ Thomas with them bands in his pocket With them xans finna pop 'em Finna land from his rocket Young Tri$ Thomas with them bands in his pocket Got the xans finna pop 'em Finna land from his rocket [Verse - Tri$ Thomas] You ain't never seen a motherf**er flex like me In a fresh white tee Supreme is the team dog I'm slumped off the lean C'est la vie b**h get like me [b**h get like me] ODDIO is the team and we ain't even sleep b**h get like me I'm on a road to the golden planet Ive been on a mission I ain't even plan it I'm up in space dog I'm with the stars I'm trying to escape all the cars and broads It's lift off I'm on my way back home Trying to get some signal I can't get it no,no,no I blew it all My heart and my love The d** took me over I got lost in the mud [in the mud] I got lost in mud I got lost in the d** I got lost in the love I got lost in the lust I ain't even supposed to be here God tell me do you hear me [Hook] Young Tri$ Thomas with them bands in his pocket With them xans finna pop 'em Finna land from his rocket Young Tri$ Thomas with them bands in his pocket Got the xans finna pop 'em Finna land from his rocket [Outro] God tell me do you hear me