Latchico

Staring, I know what you're thinking sham
Look at the cut of your man
A gregarious punch to the face you are
Pull the other one he's seen it all before son
Gotta let it go gotta let it go
You don't need to know about the finer notes unless you wanna listen
Shame is your currency, and now you're twoing and froeing trippin' and trippin' again because he called you out

Latchico

Staring, I know what you're thinking sham
Look at the cut of your man
A gregarious punch to the face you are
Pull the other one he's seen it all before son

And he's seen it all before son

Gotta let it go cause you're gonna do it anyway
Fire away cause you're a latchico, latchico

Huddling round yis are thick as thieves until the latchico claps back and calls you out
It's a sty your life with your twoing and froeing and the people around you are piss, waste
And he's seen it all before son

Gotta let it go cause you're gonna do it anyway
Fire away cause you're a latchico, latchico

It's a sty your life with your twoing and froeing
And the people around you neither comin or goin'
And with the storm clouds brewin' heavy overhead
Still you're looking at them all through a foggy lens
You've been spinnin yarns since the day ya walked in
Your teeth hold the scourge of a thousand years
And if ya bite down hard you can feel your head spin
Your jaw cracks back into place again
And you're comin' and goin'

And I've seen it all before son
Always tryna hit the bottom