
Happy (Remix)
Lo-Fi, Chiptune, slow, calm, chill, backbeat, sample rap, vocoder, ethereal, galaxy, outer space

Happy (Remix)
Lo-Fi, Chiptune, slow, calm, chill, backbeat, sample rap, vocoder, ethereal, galaxy, outer space
Lyrics
intro
instrumental, vocoder, sample, chiptune, lofi
chorus
ever seen a hundred fifty
(rubber band up)
ever seen a brotha
start with nothing
(get it ran up)
Don’t that shit make you happy
(Don’t that shit make you happy)
why you mad for
bitch yo' hair lookin' nappy
verse
I’m not into what these brothas into
I knew that as a young boy on front street
All of these haters complain about issues
I wasn’t gone budge if them brothas confront me
Got my respect
what you willing to die for
brotha the same thing
I’m willing to slide for
Fuck all your idols
I ain’t got no big homies bitch
Put my foot in the door
off the motherfucking strength
all the nights that I spent
It’s too many to count
but what make up for that
is the fucking amount
chorus
ever seen a hundred fifty
(rubber band up)
ever seen a brotha
start with nothing
(get it ran up)
Don’t that shit make you happy
(Don’t that shit make you happy)
why you mad for
bitch yo' hair lookin' nappy
verse
Most def
Yall seen bae
Every little single thing i touch
They be like deezang
Money on the line all the TIME Like BREEENG Brang
I been lit
since songs played on your phone
when that thing rang
I am up lil baby
i dont need help
Need a baddie naked in the kitchen
like "yes chef"
Imagine broads seein me hella fly
wit my thing thang
Sun kiss on my grin
through the roof
And they don't think "same"
Is you happy for me or no?
Thats the only question i pose
It don't matter to me
oh no
make a bop for all you hoes
chorus
ever seen a hundred fifty
(rubber band up)
ever seen a brotha
start with nothing
(get it ran up)
Don’t that shit make you happy
(Don’t that shit make you happy)
why you mad for
bitch yo' hair lookin' nappy
verse
And just Thinkin bout it
Nah that Ain’t gon Fix you
bout that action
the motion
Might Miss you
I’m into
Gettin Every Dolla
GED
Money ain’t everything
But broke never made me
happy
Anxiety's taxing
So maxin
out on Good times
Even if it ain’t rational
I’m cashin
out
Walking in the City National
Manila envelope
That make the world more magical
Like I can buy this
I can have that
A Hunnid rubberbanded upLike how much
For the kitty kat
I’ma bargain for a good deal
Even with a Hunnid mill
I can sense jealousy
An empath
But fuck they feels
And playin with my Animal side
see why just alligator bites
Don’t heal
You don’t wanna be a Steve Irwin
Don’t wanna see an accident
That keep stomachs turnin
The Thurz yesterday
This the improved version
Good on these socials
But better in person
chorus
ever seen a hundred fifty
(rubber band up)
ever seen a brotha
start with nothing
(get it ran up)
Don’t that shit make you happy
(Don’t that shit make you happy)
why you mad for
bitch yo' hair lookin' nappy
outro
put a pick through that hair
brotha life just ain't fair
instrumental
outro
