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fill that water bottle - tidbits of ill shit lyrics

[intro: pumpkin. & t. bush]
*nonverbal grunting*
uh, uh huh*huh
(awh)
*rhythmic mumbling*

[verse 1: pumpkin.]
tell me where you stand, what you gonna do with that f*ckin’ water bottle man?
he’s gonna cut it up
a*cut it up on the box, you know i f*ck it up
jesse diaz left, he’s goin’ back to the house
but me and him, we f*ckin’ sh*t out
he’s got the weed knife
he’s gonna *mumble* bust out the f*ckin’ weed pipe
yo, he’s got the plastic bottle
you know i’m goin’ full throttle, you know i gotta
c’mon

[hook: pumpkin.]
you’re gonna skin that water bottle
we gonna fill that water bottle
we gonna fill that water bottle
we gonna fill that water bottle

[synth solo: pumpkin. & t. bush]
that’s not it
who the f*ck?!
what the f*ck!
(*incohеrent stoner rambling*)
h*llo?
hеllo?
h*llo!?
(oh my god, buss it!)
ooh!
[bridge: pumpkin.]
now i finished that f*ckin’ solo
and now i’m comin’ back to the water bottle
stickin’ my p*n*s in the water bottle
and now i’m fillin’ that water bottle

[hook: pumpkin.]
yeah, i’m talkin bout, fill that water bottle
i’m tryna fill that water bottle
hear what i said, water bottle
i’m f*ckin’ g*y *mumbles*

[bridge 2: pumpkin. & t. bush]
(we need more doritos)
pick that water bottle up off the ground
pick that water bottle up off the ground
(*laughs*)
get on your hands and knees
and fill that motherf*ckin’ water bottle for me!
c’mon
(aaauuuhhhhhghhh)
c’mon
c’mon
(man’s f*ckin’ sh*tfaced)
c’mon
(man is sh*tfaced)
you better. fill it
you better. fill it
you better. fill it
you better. fill it
c’mon
[verse 2: pumpkin.]
and i’m talkin’ to you
and i’m talkin’ bout this
i’m talkin’ bout a water bottle filled up full of p*ss
uh, i’m tryna *mumbles*
i’m tryna *mumbles*
i’m tryna *mumbles*
i’m tryna *mumbles*

[refrain: pumpkin.]
you know what this is
“tidbits of ill sh*t”
you know what this is
“tidbits of ill sh*t”
you know what this is
nuh na na, nuh na na na
muh na na, nuh na na na (x8)

[verse 3: pumpkin. & t. bush]
(*laughs*)
don’t you dare cut my window!
don’t talk about it
what are you doin’ ho?!
stick bug
stick bug on the floor, im bored
wanna go down to get a board of wh0res
yo, he sittin’ there with the weed knife
with the weed pipe
breakin’ through my wind pipe
no
(*stoner laugh*)
no, no
(dude that was actually fire)
[verse 4: pumpkin. & t. bush]
what the f*ck, what the f*ck
“recording stopped due to the size”
you know i wanna cough when i see the fires
yo
what you doin?
how you feelin’?
call jesse diaz
i wanna talk to him (x13)
(*laughs* ayo, i don’t have wifi to call him!)

[synth solo 2: pumpkin. & t. bush ]
that sounded like f*ckin’ “they might be giants” for a second
(*laughs*)
(put on like a rap beat)
(put on a rap beat, like a rap beat)
(put on a rap beat)
(owen, put on a rap beat)
(put on a rap beat)
oooooooooooh
(put on a rap beat)
(put on a* put on a rap beat)
oooooooooooh

[verse 5: pumpkin. & t. bush]
this isn’t a rap beat enough for you?
you see how i was spittin’
why don’t you get in, in the f*ckin’ kitchen
and pull up some sh*t and some chicken (bruh, f*ck that!)
and f*ckin’ hit it
(put on a w* a rap beat a gotta f*ckin’, i gotta…)
bro
i’m f*ckin’ high now
you know i tried it
the sh*t that he had, it was white now
a little thing man, i sucked it deep
and now you see, how i’m f*ckin’ k!llin’ all these beats
must be somethin’ in me
or is it the thc?
i don’t know, but ima still keep on doin’ it
you know how i’m doin’ it
you know

[verse 6: pumpkin.]
something comes outta me
when i got that f*ckin’ *mumbles*
i’m not even on salary
how am i livin’ like this, i’m not even on salary
i don’t got a job at the f*ckin’ dollar general?
or the f*ckin’ dollar tree?
maybe i should go down *mumbles* filipino
*mumbles* at the jollibee
i’m gonna be eatin’ the weird ass spaghetti that they sell
uh
man, i’m gonna never go to h*ll
because i’m gonna live forever
you know they call me dollar general
because i’m gettin’ money in general
no i’m not, i’m not even literally
liter* literally legal and federal
no i’m not

[hook: pumpkin. & t. bush]
fill that water bottle (*stoner rambling*)
fill that water bottle
fill that water bottle
fill that water bottle
*burp*

[bridge: pumpkin. & t. bush]
where’s jesse?
(i have no f*ckin’ idea)
where’s jesse?
(i have no clue)
where’s jesse
(probably wit yo b*tches’ b00bs)
j*j*j*jesse!
whatchu talkin’ bout today?
jesse! (where you at!)
whatchu talkin’ bout today? (where you at)
fill that water bottle!
fill that water bottle! (sip on this water bottle!)
take a* take a* take a sip
(and l!ck yo lips)

[outro: pumpkin.]
i’ve got that repetitive motion syndrome again
i’m doin’ this for some reason, i’ve never done this before in my life

- tidbits of ill shit lyrics

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