Correction Lyrics Filter Feed by Timothy Green

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F**k with me Crypt, hahaha

Hey guys
Ooh, aye aye, mmm, ah
Timothy Green, Green Gang
Kamehameha, kamehameha
EP be coming soon
Gotta take the top, gotta take the top

Filter feed, I'm charged up, you can't get like me
And I got some sh*t from space, the secret recipe
Stacking bitcoin everyday, no need to check on me
Filter feed in major key so open sesame
And I brought my bag of tricks from the Milky Way
Filter feeding more than sleep, I might just fade away
I ask my thinking cap so everything is A-OK
I'mma pull up to your galaxy and save the day

Filter feed, filter feed don't message me
Tryna fight off all these Algons they be testing me
I got better things to do other than rest or sleep
Filter feed so they won't get the best of me

And it's Tuffy, tore your fluffy and I'm colder than your slushy
Yeah these Algons will be soft, they can't beat me they too puffy
Yeah I'm always in my duffy
On the beat I'm going dummy
Almighty tall lord, it's filter feed or no it's nothing

Filter feed, mess with me I knock you out like Creed
Let me filter feed in peace, I need some room to breathe
I'm with my ninja turtles, call me master Chuck E Cheese
I'mma lay back, throw my hands up, watch me filter feed
These Algons make me sick
They make me wanna sneeze
Riding top down in my rocket feel the spacial breeze
Go visit Naruto, next stop at Hidden Leaf
And I'm bending time and space to fight off enemies

Aye, filter feed, filter feed don't message me
Tryna fight off all these Algons they be testing me
I got better things to do other than rest or sleep
Filter feed so they won't get the best of me
Aye, filter feed, filter feed don't message me
Tryna fight off all these Algons they be testing me
I got better things to do other than rest or sleep
Filter feed so they won't get the best of me

It's big Tuff, big Timmy, you know the vibe
'Bouta mop this joint up
Out
Hot
Blueface, blueface
Might go funny, can't, oh
Damn that boy was kinda hard and kinda stupid
I don't know what y'all think about that
Chill, ayo ayo, what are you doing, don't fade me out!
Don't fade me out!
Aye, bruh, I'm still killing this joint, don't fade me out!
Ayo Timmy get your mans, bruh, get your mans, bruh

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