Hopefully this'll be one of the ones that makes Strays
Doctor Dot and Johnny Venus
We just making hella songs for y'all to listen to
Whatever, man, fuck all this shit, none of this shit matters

Ah, man, Punchanella in the shoe
I know hella niggas who
Lie and never tell the truth
I'm a diamond, try to bite me, you forever missing tooth
Cool as ice until I slide in then I'm melting igloo
Ah man, ah man, Punchanella in the shoe
Punch your supervisor nose
When he tell you what to do
Fuck this shit, bitch, I quit
I got better shit to do
I think that this is elementary
I should be making moves
Ah, man, ah, man, Punchanella in the shoe
Do, re, mi, fa, so, la, ti
Thc lift up my mood (lift up my mood)
Fever just hit 102
Sick as fuck, sit the fuck down, my dude
Hell nah if I don't work now then I can't eat tonight
And the rent been past due
Ah, man, ah, man, Punchanella in the shoe
Make incredible the regular with everything I do
Rocking city after city, I fuck bitches by the few
It's futile so don't go against me
My energy never lose

Ah, man, Punchanella in the shoe
Ah, man, Punchanella in the shoe
Ah, man, Punchanella in the shoe
Ah, man, Punchanella in the shoe

Oh my my, I can't focus
I just wanna fuckin' write
Oh my mind, that bitch open
Played the villain my whole life
Let's get high, Punchanella
Show them beggars how to fly
Oh my my, Punchanella
Full regalia on tonight
Boy, I'm glowing, I'm the shit
Lord, I know you sat on this
I'm so on, I'm so on
Gravel roads to come to grips
I got problems, can't control me
Conjure them hoes up at night
Call all them hoes up at night
Ooh, Lawd, them hoes gon' act right
All starring roles, ain't that right?
Ain't that wrong, I mean really, we all guilty
Don't act like, this'ain't your song
Sing it with me, Punchanella
Scary skeletons gon' tell you 'bout yourself
Why you up so fucking early?
I can't lie, girl, I can't rest
I'm gon' set this ho on fire
Like them letters from my ex
I ain't bitter, Matthew Henson
Just almost froze while I slept
I had to think on my toes
And go toe to toe with death
Calendula for my sips
Little order for my steps

Ah, man ah, man
Punchanella in the shoe
Ah, man ah, man
Punchanella in the shoe
Helicopters come to catch us
Punchanella, tell the truth
Punchanella parachute
I'll be waitin here for you
Ah, man ah, man
Punchanella in the shoe
Ah, man ah, man
Punchanella in the shoe
Can't curtail us, Punchanella
They can't tame us, tell the truth
What you scared of, Punchanella?
No one better than the youth

Ah, man, woo
Yeah
Hold up, hold up, hold up for a minute
Fade out, fade out, fade out for a nigga
Ride out, ride out, ride out for a nigga
Fade out, fade out, fade out for a nigga
Fade out, fade out, fade out for a nigga (bounce that, bounce that for a nigga)
Fade out, fade out, fade out for a nigga
Fade out, fade out, fade out for a nigga
Fade out, fade out, fade out for a nigga
Fade out, fade out, fade out for a nigga
Fade out, fade out, fade out for a nigga
Fade out, fade out, fade out for a nigga

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Andrew Lloyd Stevenson, Eian Undrai Parker, Olu O Fann