Techno Ted may be a person who caused Chris incredible emotional pain & trepidation as well as moments of peace & happiness but now is removed and awaiting his fate. Darling may be a different person who is also free of him and can live her life free of Ted's tyranny. "In between all the laughing, and daydreams ... lies: a desert of truth" Lies are like a desert or the omission of Truth: Where there were Lies then Truth was absent. The song, "Techno Ted", may be a cathartic celebration of the downfall of this person.
Y'all don't wanna play fair (Sonny Digital)
Nah mean?
Ayy, yeah
I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time
On the phone, cooking dope at the same damn time
Selling white, selling mid at the same damn time
Fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
I'm on Pluto, I'm on Mars at the same damn time
On the sofa, popping bottles at the same damn time, ayy
Gucci made in Italy (yeah)
Bally belt I'm killing shit (yeah, yeah)
The way I'm rocking Jimmy Choo (what?)
The word got out I'm dealing it (ayy)
I fuck her, she a immigrant (turn up)
Don't touch her, she ain't got benefits (sauce)
Bussing down them Benjamin's (floss)
Fuck it up on Louis kicks (then walk)
That's the way I'm kicking it (whoa)
Ferragamo, cover me (go)
Puerto Rican, Japanese (what's happenin'?)
We laid up at the DoubleTree (two)
Yellow ice, a bumblebee, pinky ring, a quarter key (yeah)
iPhone and Metro, twerking off the whole thing (brr, that work)
My earring, a jelly bean (twerk), gangsta lean and Irene (woo)
Red eyes, no Visine, I'm loc'd out on the drink
Horseshoes on my jeans, Robin jeans wit the wings
Yellow bone on my team, trafficking them Yao Mings
Space boots with the spikes, go to AZ on a flight
Mail a hundred overnight, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time
On the phone, cooking dope at the same damn time
Selling white, selling mid at the same damn time
Fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
I'm on Pluto, I'm on Mars at the same damn time
On the sofa, popping bottles at the same damn time
I'm in Phipps with the set, going crazy (crazy)
Got some diamonds 'round my neck, no fugazi (they real)
Bad bitches in the suite, trying to bathe me (for real)
Just a young hood nigga, streets raised me (yeah, yeah)
Working with a unit, tryna stretch it to another one
Drinking on that Activis, it's tastin' like some bubble gum (sip)
Thumbing through the check (check), boarding on the jet (jet)
Talking on the iPhone, sipping out the styrofoam (who there?)
That dirty got my mind gone, that money got my mind blown
VVS and white stones, VVS and white stones (woo)
I'm rolling like a rolling stone (ayy)
Freebandz on Al Capone (straight up)
And my cash way long (turn up)
I see a bunch of clones
I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time
On the phone, cooking dope at the same damn time
Selling white, selling mid at the same damn time
Fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
I'm on Pluto, I'm on Mars at the same damn time
On the sofa, popping bottles at the same damn time
Give me apartment and some water and I can swim (yeah)
Got that Gambino jumping out the gym (bitch)
My young nigga serving J's, that's how I clear 'em (yeah, yeah)
Jumpin', crossin' me, you know your chances slim
In my aviator Gucci (oh) like I'm driving planes (planes)
Cash shit, cash money, smell like cocaine
Doing Birdman numbers, making flips like Jackie Chan
Walk inside the jeweller, drop a bail on your ring
Spent so much in Louis, gave me free champagne
In Bal Harbour, shopping, and they doing the same thing (ayy)
And I keep my cup wit me like a pimp (chu'ch)
I think I'm Magic Don Juan, take a clip
Spike Lee need to get this shit on film (movie, Future, astronaut, yea, yeah)
I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time
On the phone, cooking dope at the same damn time
Selling white, selling mid at the same damn time
Fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
I'm on Pluto, I'm on Mars at the same damn time
On the sofa, popping bottles at the same damn time, ayy
Nah mean?
Ayy, yeah
I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time
On the phone, cooking dope at the same damn time
Selling white, selling mid at the same damn time
Fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
I'm on Pluto, I'm on Mars at the same damn time
On the sofa, popping bottles at the same damn time, ayy
Gucci made in Italy (yeah)
Bally belt I'm killing shit (yeah, yeah)
The way I'm rocking Jimmy Choo (what?)
The word got out I'm dealing it (ayy)
I fuck her, she a immigrant (turn up)
Don't touch her, she ain't got benefits (sauce)
Bussing down them Benjamin's (floss)
Fuck it up on Louis kicks (then walk)
That's the way I'm kicking it (whoa)
Ferragamo, cover me (go)
Puerto Rican, Japanese (what's happenin'?)
We laid up at the DoubleTree (two)
Yellow ice, a bumblebee, pinky ring, a quarter key (yeah)
iPhone and Metro, twerking off the whole thing (brr, that work)
My earring, a jelly bean (twerk), gangsta lean and Irene (woo)
Red eyes, no Visine, I'm loc'd out on the drink
Horseshoes on my jeans, Robin jeans wit the wings
Yellow bone on my team, trafficking them Yao Mings
Space boots with the spikes, go to AZ on a flight
Mail a hundred overnight, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time
On the phone, cooking dope at the same damn time
Selling white, selling mid at the same damn time
Fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
I'm on Pluto, I'm on Mars at the same damn time
On the sofa, popping bottles at the same damn time
I'm in Phipps with the set, going crazy (crazy)
Got some diamonds 'round my neck, no fugazi (they real)
Bad bitches in the suite, trying to bathe me (for real)
Just a young hood nigga, streets raised me (yeah, yeah)
Working with a unit, tryna stretch it to another one
Drinking on that Activis, it's tastin' like some bubble gum (sip)
Thumbing through the check (check), boarding on the jet (jet)
Talking on the iPhone, sipping out the styrofoam (who there?)
That dirty got my mind gone, that money got my mind blown
VVS and white stones, VVS and white stones (woo)
I'm rolling like a rolling stone (ayy)
Freebandz on Al Capone (straight up)
And my cash way long (turn up)
I see a bunch of clones
I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time
On the phone, cooking dope at the same damn time
Selling white, selling mid at the same damn time
Fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
I'm on Pluto, I'm on Mars at the same damn time
On the sofa, popping bottles at the same damn time
Give me apartment and some water and I can swim (yeah)
Got that Gambino jumping out the gym (bitch)
My young nigga serving J's, that's how I clear 'em (yeah, yeah)
Jumpin', crossin' me, you know your chances slim
In my aviator Gucci (oh) like I'm driving planes (planes)
Cash shit, cash money, smell like cocaine
Doing Birdman numbers, making flips like Jackie Chan
Walk inside the jeweller, drop a bail on your ring
Spent so much in Louis, gave me free champagne
In Bal Harbour, shopping, and they doing the same thing (ayy)
And I keep my cup wit me like a pimp (chu'ch)
I think I'm Magic Don Juan, take a clip
Spike Lee need to get this shit on film (movie, Future, astronaut, yea, yeah)
I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time
On the phone, cooking dope at the same damn time
Selling white, selling mid at the same damn time
Fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
I'm on Pluto, I'm on Mars at the same damn time
On the sofa, popping bottles at the same damn time, ayy
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