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lirik lagu where’s civic? – aid

lately i’ve been tryna see you die slow
lately i’ve been tryna see

this shit ain’t about you
way bigger than that
capital i see better
screaming aye isaiah everybody wanna play ya
so i tip that triangle sideways with the whip like (civic!)

i was riding in yo civic brah
overdosing off that potent
drinking all yo liquor brah
comatosed until i’m floating
tryna get them digits girl
96 08 21 shit
she say 661
or 619 or something
something like that/ she from where i’m from
now she go where i go
not the one to drive slow
you not the one yeah i know
and idgaf
yeah i’m just tryna vibe with ya
but you either give it up or i’m giving up
hit me up for the giddy up

lay you down if i ever gotta pick you up
stick you up cuz busy fuck yo doing
you suss if you think really i’m the one
yeah fuck you too then
fuck you too then
cuz you know it ain’t nothing
it was always fuck the world anyway
im in the ground and outer space
i just wanna vibe with you cuz we from the space
hoe get out of my space
im tom you misty_misfits
unemployed richness drippin off the jays
i hardy har to yo b-tching
this shit crack
yet you couldn’t tell if i had coped fixings
cuz every single paste
is the grand definition of/ civic(echo)
not the whip but you will get it if you listen
keep it jumping
this shit gone bounce like
i was riding in my/ riding in my civic

sampha verse
idk about my dreams…

purple magic

hit that shit baby j (crystal)
no telling what’s my calling
i just picked up once it called me

west side!!!!
spike my punch and lit it
so i can hit that too
what it do
how you been
how you splitting ends?
dividends at a stand still
i stand still like water
feel the waves in the flow
a little aid from the
ok i’m riding on that one way
b-tch no way/ a three way
like phone calls
you thinking like you want to
(you you)
in the backseat free styling
like west west (west side)
we wilding no reclining
av i’m in
real deep i just
say it/ poetry when you make it
sorry i don’t drink less its milky
and i don’t surf less its wavy
i’m board
this b-tch don’t move me
see right through me
no bull shit/ i got hydukens and lunetik
j who recorded this (that’s fire b)
translucent my picture perfect
alb-m drop
and i ain’t tryna scratch the surface
cracks on corners
what’s that dope shit
indigo hocus pocus

sit back and listen as i televise(vision)
this that shit you listen to for better eyes
nerd yeah i’m seeing sounds
nerd yeah i’m seeing sounds
get out my circle we don’t yo bullshit around
sit around kids
the squares don’t fit around here
so i held it down
fear was never kept around here
now the block watching
oh no they shooting/ get low

act like i need ya
you knew i didn’t
correcting seasons
watch you leave when the sun stopped beaming
a euphemism/ you remember the time
i told ya it was over
thoughts still roaming like cell phones
and we connecting with/ condolences
for what we left in the past
parted with death
as we drag this last blunt that i had
we had to fuck for the feeling was mad ill
like a b-tch on her menstrual
grip on this pencil
we took some shots im still tryna find where it hit you
find where it hit you(echo)

lovely b-tch
she can get it
and the baddest b-tch
she can get it
skinny b-tch
she can get it
chubby b-tch
she can get it
lovely b-tch
she can get it
even if you were an ugly b-tch
she can get it

if i had dollar for every moment you are so beautiful
you’re a muthafucking mazing
and i just love the way that you are
get inside my car and we can civic together
that’s if you with it
i can put the the key in the ignition
drive off/ into the sunset
i’ll be waiting on sunset blvd
creeping real slow on a come up
i got harmony for a remedy
just find some more patience we’ll get there
we’ll get there
somewhere with the right vibrations cuz
if i had a wish/ i’d wish for a million of them shits
in this b-tch like wadup
west side till the other other side
running mines/ yelling waddahfuck gang
what you claim/ throw it high
getting high cuz this b-tch ain’t showing up
cell blowing
el chapo when i call you up but
you ain’t tryna get out yo cell phone

g: (“shitty explaination as to why she didn’t pick up her phone”)
ok ok and i heard that the first time you said
no diffence the 3rd time
see see see you just talking out ya neck at this point
(g: wdf does that even mean)
running yo godd-mn mouth that’s…
(g: oh i’m running my mouth huh?)
yes yes what kind of shitty question is that anyway
i said i meant it just like how you were suppose to be here…
(g: “tired of hearing aid run his mouth. rip!!!)

aye aye aye aye
fuck all that shit you talking about
fuck all that shit
ok then fuck you tooooo

why you ain’t tryna pick up
this shit better not be no stick up
i’ll fuck yo twin sister
knew i couldn’t trust no d-mn hooker
throwing that -ss on the net
i caught your attention
in person you was virgin
dispersing feelings like donuts
the jig was up
as you whipped them fake -ss tears from your eyes
fuck yo sympathy
you get no duckets
how bout this hennessy
know i got that potion
that’ll take the enemy influential
outta any hoe cuz
if a duck is a duck
then these hoes is hoes
i told you i’m a real nigga
these fake niggas/ materialized
you looking for plasticity
i’m looking for some sticky icky
and good vagina
tryna get my vibe up
don’t know what you bout but
knew there’s something about ya
wish i’d known you a little quicker though
so i could switch up game
mid download you said it
i was stumped then beheaded
wishing i had got jumped instead cuz
the feeling got mutual
as we our separate ways/
i went home thinking about how karma suit you and i

now you
shot me down/ down x2
hit me up x2

straight to the point
i overlooked it from jump
fell off the edge with the slightest nudge
broke off a nug/ burned a bug
then ran out
heart on my sleeve
my mama said to let it be
screaming amen
may you do your part or mayhem
when you park/ out the civic
show the difference that she once saw
inside you niggas

naw i don’t mind you niggas
triggers turn into twitter these days
and so i’m chilling
sipping cold ones till i’m nauseous
i don’t feel like talking
but i got something to say
and i don’t feel like walking
but that’ll make for better cherishment once drifting through yo civic

pulled a fast one
as i swerved up off yo b-tch today
riding down the blvd
lancaster to be pacific
riding in my civic thought
you would be the difference
said you ride/ i said it’s not stick
you saying it doesn’t matter
if the matters attracting good vibes
we went across the map with/
it got dimmed/ not the lights but the action
fights turn to silence
and a mic tryna answer things like
how loving you’s the best worst thing i ever did to me
but it’s ok though i ain’t tripping
i heard you birth a chillin
stubbornness can’t fight that image
say wsup hello
i saw it all when that picture puzzle door with no hinges opened prisms
dodging prisons to get here
you not with me and i feels it everyday/ i say i’m lucky knowing i’m blessed with
you i stress too much
the message got received
i hope you cherish every moment
i’ll be fucking and smoking away the pain
i’ve found my sanest days
to pave the way to this shit
though i can’t lie that i miss ya
some mole up on chicken
them school lunches was the business
wishing i had never asked for this
tryna erase the p-ss with a magic stick
somebody got a bic?
i’m tryna get lit(echo)
asap asap
why you say that
say that you wouldn’t smoke with meeeee

b-tch!/ how many more excuses do you got
how many more exclusives do i got
hot ones/ yeah my middle finger hot
said a lot of stuff
for all i know you could be the cops b-tch
switching up a lot
just might have to switch up off the lot
is it a bugatti is it a
stop asking all these questions
cuz its not yours
and b-tch you ain’t getting in
its just wdfg/ this some royal indie shit

what if i stayed though
i would’ve got played like fuhk
yo yo
check ya tone when you talk that shit that on
wasn’t on and you barely hanging on
caught you slipping when you had that black acura
wait hold up
who’s a sc-mbag
you ain’t got no acura
but i ain’t tripping you can have one
you can have two
hot ones
wait hold up b-tch i’m not done
had a dream like boow/ popped one
and so your dead to me sort of speak
had to do this shit accordingly
let the world spoil me
i only know how to tie my shoes
why would i tie you
im am not a tie dude
im chilling off that backwood
that good drag
you old i should where tiedye head -ss
ol we should be friends head -ss
ol make me a song for me head -ss
fuck outta here

how did it come to this?
probably the dumbest question i can think of while tryna be all mysterious and deep etc
but i guess what i’m tryna ask is what is civic?
hold the rhetoric cuz i can’t give you a solid answer myself
not the car/ not even the word itself but this project
the one you just heard i mean
of course there’s a reason it’s the title of the project but why?
yes why!? that’s it
so let me tell you the reason i chose the title
it started with the car
yeah, i saw a lot of cl-ssmates and people of my age with civics and i always wanted one because
it just seemed like one of those cars you couldn’t go wrong with you know
it’s a decent looking car/ great on gas
and if it works…
wtf else would a 17 year old (btw i’m 19) want out of any car that he or she is not paying for?
that’s just my thought but following that
i had this idea of a short film or series that i would love to tell you about but…. no!
i’ll tell you this much though it’s called civic
also fun fact or actually the confirmation of the title i made a song called h.e.a.r.t me
that i didn’t release so stop typing
2nd verse of that song goes
“they said all you wanted was a slice i didn’t believe em
in your dm’s i would slide for a reason
a season to depict my journey with ya
probably be the coldest winter
i remember the time i met ya
playing it cool like a mint does
swiftly/ and you was riding with me
till you got crazy
scurr/ crash
100 on the dash i watched you laughed as you jumped out with no scratch
nor feelings attached
i saw you hop inside his acura
i guess my civic wasn’t fast enough
a nice guy she said i was
but wasn’t black enough and blah blah blah
that last line
i saw you hope inside his acura i guess my civic wasn’t fast enough had manifested in a matter of months when all of a sudden
bryan got an acura and i got a civic
we just couldn’t p-ss the moment up so…
but still what does it mean cuz it has to mean something
i want it to mean something

- aid

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