Gift Giver – Jokal Lyrics

Kickstart your next record
And gofund your next drug habit
Jokal motherf**kers renting bandwagons
Tell me how the f**k does that happen?
Studio time, covered with money from mom
Indiegohome, cover another Taylor Swift song
Spend your “fans” cash buying onto tours
Keep trying to buy what’s not yours

You ain’t nothing but a joke, local, jokal
Get on stage and you choke
Get in the booth, no one is stoked
Yeah, you always been a joke, local, jokal
Lie about being broke
Acting like you tour but you don’t
Yeah, you always been a joke

So many people still riding my dick
Stop rocking jerseys, f**king quit
Fired our manager and agent, f**king sick
Thought you heard the last of ‘Gift Giver’?
Nah, it was just the tip

Sit back and watch these motherf**kers jocking me
Like their only way to compete, is to copy me
“Practice what you preach, this is hypocrisy.”
More enemies than friends, and that’s the way it’s gotta be

I’d rather get a black eye than do another defonce run
A dog toy straight to the face sounds more fun
Book shot tours to exist
Defonced across the US – No catering, no guest list

Nobody gives a f**k, unless they getting a cut
You want 10%? Lick 10% of my nut

You ain’t nothing but a joke, local, jokal
Get on stage and you choke
Get in the booth no one is stoked
Yeah, you always been a joke, local, jokal
Lie about being broke
Acting like you tour but you don’t
Yeah, you always been a joke

It’s the White Devil and I’ve got the worst intentions
Watch your back if you think you were mentioned

Jokal

Out of body experience, you said shit would be different
3 weeks later at bogies, you were getting belligerent
You’re ignorant
A motherf**king coward at best
Power Kingdom suck my dick
Yeah who would have guessed?

30 something years old, taking advantage of young bands. Binge drinking benders and dating ‘Sworn In’ fans
What the f**k is wrong with you?
I don’t understand
Do us all a favor, take your life like your…

Gift Giver – Cruisin’ The Chevy Lyrics

Cruisin’ the chevy, rollin up
With a fifth of kush liquor and a dub
Cruisin’ the chevy, rollin up
Ready or not, yeah we coming in hot

Crusin’ the chevy, rollin up
We rock the party in the whip, not the club
Picking up the homies, real ones that really know me
If you ain’t driving then just sit in the back, enjoy the moment

Got the rig smelling ripe as a f**king skunk
Roll something fat, pass it up to the front
Roach king, yeah I’m always on the hunt
Always turn up, never turn down a blunt

When you’re with the White Devil no questions are asked
Sit in the back while I murder this track

Cruisin’ the chevy, rollin up
With a fifth of kush liquor and a dub
Cruisin’ the chevy, rollin up
Ready or not, yeah we coming in hot

Cruisin’ the chevy, rollin up
Pass around the fifth, no cup
Twisting up a fatty, shotgunning natty
Got bitches on my dick and it’s sick, they call me daddy

Driving fast hitting too much gas
Hope the pigs got stuffy noses when they drive past
Roach king, yeah I’ll hit the blunt last
Always turn up, never turn down a fat ass

When you’re with the White Devil no questions are asked
Sit in the back while I murder this track

Cruisin’ the chevy, rollin up
With a fifth of kush liquor and a dub
Cruisin’ the chevy, rollin up
Ready or not, yeah we coming in hot

Highway therapy I’m driving away from all my problems
Thank god for drugs and friends, cause I can’t find a way to solve them

Cruisin’ the chevy, rollin up
With a fifth of kush liquor and a dub
Cruisin’ the chevy, rollin up
Ready or not, yeah we coming in hot

Gift Giver – Toke Up Lyrics

It’s your motherf**king boys

Wake up, Toke up
Rise and grind motherf**ker get up
Shit heads, Shitlife
It’s our style living the high life

Shout out to all the real fans
We’re down with you if you’re down with us

Daddy Issues, Shitlife, White Devil
All of our fans always been on another f**king level
We see you out there rocking our shirts
When haters see you repping us
You can tell it f**king hurts

Gotta love the fans coming out with the tree
Smoke and drink us out, raging in your city
We’re in town for the night, so get down with me

What you gon’ do, when your boys roll through?
Bring the blunts and the brew, come and rage with the crew

Wake up, Toke up
Rise and grind motherf**ker get up
Shit heads, Shitlife
It’s our style living the high life

Shout out to all the real fans
We’re down with you if you’re down with us

I remember starting Gift Giver at the frat
In the studio with Ram recording tracks
Smoking, chugging, bonging ’til everything went black
Pulling all nighters, slamming dirty 30 racks

Take me back

Coast to coast shows I make friends everywhere I go
Rock the mic from Buffalo to Sacramento
Some of you motherf**kers think I’m mental
Passing blunts out to the crowd like I should
Because I’m the White Devil

I remember auditioning for Victory with
The OG’s Ram, Pablo, and Hakeem
A year later we signed with Century
No more goals to achieve, already killed all my dreams

What you gon’ do, when your boys roll through?
Bring the blunts and the brew, come and rage with the crew