FAVELA Lyrics – Chase Atlantic

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[Verse 1: Mitchel Cave]
Yeah, okay, we ready
Came with a lethal machete
I use my right hand to kill
So I keep my hand still, keep it steady, yeah, yeah
Re-up the script in advance, my right pocket full of them Xans, woah, ayy
Back on prescriptions again, so I’m sliding pills with my friends, yeah, uh
S*it wasn’t part of the plan
Fresh off the muscle, came straight out of Cairns, yeah
Stretching them rubbery bands, we came with the sticks, we a band, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Mitchel Cave]

I got my head in the clouds, my head in my hands
No TSA when we land, yeah
Pull out the chopper, Beretta

[Chorus: Mitchel Cave]
Yeah, Favela, uh
We just touched down in Brazil, yeah
We came to fu*k up the weather, yeah (Ooh, yeah)
When it rains, it pours, so we all got Gucci umbrellas, yeah
You know the vibes when we out in Favela
Favela, Favela, Favela, uh
We came to fu*k up the weather, yeah (Ooh, yeah)
We came to change the climate, baby
Can’t nobody do it better, yeah, hol’ up
Came with sticks, got no vendettas, yeah (Woo, woo)
We out in Brazil, Favela, Favela
Favela, Favela, Favela

[Verse 2: Christian Anthony]
Yeah, pour some, baby (Pour some, baby)
Fu*k you, pay me (Fu*k you, pay me)
Out of my mind, staying in Favelas lately, yeah
It’s cold outside, I can tell she’s losing patience (Patience)
Blood in my eyes, I can see the devil’s pacing
And I might sin too, look at the s*it we’ve been through

I got a bag filled with magazines, what’s the issue? (Woo, woo)

[Pre-Chorus: Christian Anthony]
Yeah, we just touched down in Brazil
Hop off a jet, pop me a pill
Hop in the chopper, propeller

[Chorus: Mitchel Cave]
Yeah, Favela, uh
We just touched down in Brazil, yeah
We came to fu*k up the weather, yeah (Ooh, yeah)
When it rains, it pours, so we all got Gucci umbrellas, yeah
You know the vibes when we out in Favela
Favela, Favela, Favela (Favela)
We came to fu*k up the weather, yeah (Ooh, yeah)
We came to change the climate, baby
Can’t nobody do it better, yeah, hol’ up
Came with sticks, got no vendettas, yeah (Woo, woo)
We out in Brazil, Favela, Favela
Favela, Favela, Favela

[Outro: Mitchel Cave & Christian Anthony]
(Ooh) Okay,

[it’s good to me/let’s go to New York?]
Yeah, Favela
We just touch down in Brazil
We came to fu*k up the weather (Yeah, yeah)
(Hop in the chopper, propeller)
Yeah
You know the vibes when we out in Favela
Favela, Favela, Favela
You know the vibes when we out in Favela
Favela, Favela, Favela