CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Garfieldcore

Wake up in the morning feel like Garfield
Sauce on my lasagna I ain't gotta chill
Popping on these grapes and they not pills
Crying to the bank 'cause my stomach ill
Morning feel like Garfield
Sauce on my lasagna I ain't gotta chill
Popping on these grapes and they not pills
Crying to the bank 'cause my stomach ill

I know you wanna be my cat and dog for life
I walk around to see who's cake with a big knife
If you a opp
You a odie on the westside
Imma have to kick you off of the table
To the other side
Please
Please don't make me diet
Pleasе don't tell me to be quiеt
What's this cat doing
No you don't know me
Don't try to jinx me
Or you're gonna owe me

And Jon's an opp till I die
Yeah I stole that n***a pipe
Got no hoes
No life
Gimmie lasagna or I'll die
Yeah!
Yeah I'll take a rat's life
Yeah!
They think I'm soft but I bite
Yeah!
I'm not gonna tell you twice
Yeah!
Eat a n***a up
Pizza slice