[Lyric] Stir Fry (JS PUNCH)

[Intro: JS PUNCH]
Futuristic
Futuristic , uhh

[Chorus: Leans, JS PUNCH & limpno0dlebayb3e]
This shits goin crazy like a lady cookin stir fry
Vision gettin hazy I'm up high I got the birds eye
This shits goin crazy like a lady cookin stir fry
Vision gettin hazy I'm up high I got the birds eye
Don't test me, or you can find out and see
Find out and see, find out and see-
-high I got the birds eye
This shits goin crazy like a lady cookin stir fry
Vision gettin hazy I'm up high I got the birds eye

[Verse 1: JS PUNCH]
Qanon baby lemme open up your third eye
Baby I’m a whore I don’t care that I’m yo third guy
One song, four lives, eight eyes (eight eyes)
Travis Scott concert imma see you on the other side
I'm so goofy so she didn’t want to date me
She so quirky she like music from the 80's
Bedroom studio Mercedes
Bedroom studio Mercedes
Bed-bed-I-bed-bed-I
[Bridge: Leans]
Bedroom studio Mercedes
Bedroom studio Mer-

[Verse 2: Leans]
Fitted up, dressin like I'm Michael when he's thrillered up
Pixie cup, that shit be so useless just like Pixar's UP
Fitted up, dressin like I'm Michael when he's thrillered up
Pixie cup, that shit be so useless just like Pixar's UP

[Chorus: Leans & JS PUNCH]
This shits goin crazy like a lady cookin stir fry
Vision gettin hazy I'm up high I got the birds eye
This shits goin crazy like a lady cookin stir fry
Vision gettin hazy I'm up high I got-got

[Verse 3: JS PUNCH & Leans]
I need my money like her snap score
Either means she love me or I'm not poor
World tour, meet up at the psych ward
Drop it off, limp so it’s TikTok
Bring it back, home wrecker where the milfs at
21, blueprint like it’s 9/10
22, get the cue like it's Blues Clues
Blues Clues, but we in a cult, I be Tom Cruise
Guy shy but he mad fly call him senpai
[Verse 4: limpno0dlebayb3e]
You can call me demon, if you exercise me
You'll need more than, a fuckin priest
Now, let me see you on your knees bitch
Look up at me bitch
I'm all you see
I'm all you see
Now worship me
Get a load of me
Get a load of me
Don't test me, or you can find out and see
Find out and see, find out and see
You'll soon worship me

[Bridge: Leans]
Punch, win-win-win
Punch, win-win-win
Saitama, win, win, reoccurring
Reoccurring, reoccurring
Saitama, win, win, reoccur-

[Verse 5: ?Clouds]
Turning up on a new level now
It's getting hellish now
I put you in the fam because I ain't too quick to sell you out
Damn it's so incredible
I fit you in my schedule
Buy you a new bag ain't even knocking off a decimal
Watch your body language, we'll change the arrangements
Booked a private flight cause I thought you had changed this
Paint code with the dress code
You may never know
Change clothes we just gotta see
Where the story goes
[Verse 6: JS PUNCH]
Aye, Aye
Tip Toe with my eyes closed
And they watch whatever I post, its the night show
Bring a-Bring a-Bring a-
-with my eyes closed
And they watch whatever- I go
Ever- I go
Ever-ever-ever
If a baby murders will it go to hell?
A minor gettin turnt so here Drake bell
Odd man out like it’s Jubilee
I screen shot him put his ass on an NFT