Too Big, Too Small
HGH to the A
HGH to the A
Hghghghg
Ain't she beautiful
Justin Gatlin runner up got me so mad
Russians wanna run hold my tongue and start the roll back
Hopped off tren got me soul back
Tremblin from trenbolone
The only thing I rattle to now is the metronome
I wake up for the bench press
People see my fists tell me to clench less
I think it'd be different if I had an empress
I overthink, I think now people guess my intentions
I wanna protect and do yard work
I pretend I look hard in a shirt
But dysmorphia sticks to my brain like tartar
Here's more for ya my sideburns are never right in the barber
This problem is Gordian, I could break the mirror but how will I know my form's right
Before this a girl sketched my body on a dorm night
I go for strength but my body lacks progress
Wish a girl noticed me, but it's not a contest
Really I should be lifting for myself
But I don't feel validated without a little help
If you spot me then you take the weight off my delts (you got this)
I'm too big
I'm too small
I wanna see, no feelings involved
Tell me good things and I put up a wall
Still don't have the answer
Maybe I won't ask at all
Now I'm addicted to 'dorphins
Already hit the back, boring
Check into my synapse, traps torn
Mid collapse run it back reborn
Dropped the weight fast no flooring
Swim a few laps check my lats I'm not a bat but I like blood coursing
At least I'm not flexing and recording
Went three weeks without the gym
I'd like to say I left on a whim
Go out on a limb but I missed getting home at 9
Always over eight that's a homonym
Staring at my plate pasta primavera
Done so many takes I gotta eat again
Time is what I'm scared of
I wonder what's the sound of battle ropes
Get home, carbs are the antidote
The mirror test indicates how smart a species is
If I never look again I have no weaknesses, so don't test me
Feel the pump
Squeeze the pump
But is it real enough
If you spot me, you take the weight off my delts (you got it)
If you spot me, you take the weight off my shoulders (Keep breathing)
If you spot me, you take the weight off my back (you got it)
If you spot me some cash, I know I'll pay you back
If you spot me, I got your back
Bench, squat, row
Bench, squat, row
Less talk mo'- weight
I'mma do it my way
Think I need a diet change
Can't escape my frame
Is it really just a mind state
Oh! Then I guess that's my mistake
If you're not natty don't give me advice
Got myself a baddie it's from all the rice
Start your set with a bark, lose your teeth
That's like all treble, no bass
The bar's too high but I'm not saving face
Lungs can't help but wheeze
Some things can't be done with ease
Heavy set is on my carpe diem
But rest is always per diem
I never cap myself unlike the pream
You want a spot come and ask me (of course)
You wanna work in come and ask me (sure)
How many sets left? too many
When I rest have at it
If you're not natty don't give me advice
Got myself a baddie it's from all the rice
Say that again
If you're not natty don't give me advice
Got myself a baddie it's from all the rice
I'm too big
I'm too small
I am comfortable
But you'll never fall
I wanna see, no feelings involved
Tell me good things and I put up a wall
Still don't have the answer
Maybe I won't ask at all
Bench, squat, row
Bench, squat, row
Less talk mo'- weight
I'mma do it my way
Think I need a diet change
Can't escape my frame
Is it really just a mind state
Oh! Then I guess that's my mistake
If you're not natty don't give me advice
Got myself a baddie it's from all the rice
I'm too big
I'm too small
HGH to the A
Hghghghg
Ain't she beautiful
Justin Gatlin runner up got me so mad
Russians wanna run hold my tongue and start the roll back
Hopped off tren got me soul back
Tremblin from trenbolone
The only thing I rattle to now is the metronome
I wake up for the bench press
People see my fists tell me to clench less
I think it'd be different if I had an empress
I overthink, I think now people guess my intentions
I wanna protect and do yard work
I pretend I look hard in a shirt
But dysmorphia sticks to my brain like tartar
Here's more for ya my sideburns are never right in the barber
This problem is Gordian, I could break the mirror but how will I know my form's right
Before this a girl sketched my body on a dorm night
I go for strength but my body lacks progress
Wish a girl noticed me, but it's not a contest
Really I should be lifting for myself
But I don't feel validated without a little help
If you spot me then you take the weight off my delts (you got this)
I'm too big
I'm too small
I wanna see, no feelings involved
Tell me good things and I put up a wall
Still don't have the answer
Maybe I won't ask at all
Now I'm addicted to 'dorphins
Already hit the back, boring
Check into my synapse, traps torn
Mid collapse run it back reborn
Dropped the weight fast no flooring
Swim a few laps check my lats I'm not a bat but I like blood coursing
At least I'm not flexing and recording
Went three weeks without the gym
I'd like to say I left on a whim
Go out on a limb but I missed getting home at 9
Always over eight that's a homonym
Staring at my plate pasta primavera
Done so many takes I gotta eat again
Time is what I'm scared of
I wonder what's the sound of battle ropes
Get home, carbs are the antidote
The mirror test indicates how smart a species is
If I never look again I have no weaknesses, so don't test me
Feel the pump
Squeeze the pump
But is it real enough
If you spot me, you take the weight off my delts (you got it)
If you spot me, you take the weight off my shoulders (Keep breathing)
If you spot me, you take the weight off my back (you got it)
If you spot me some cash, I know I'll pay you back
If you spot me, I got your back
Bench, squat, row
Bench, squat, row
Less talk mo'- weight
I'mma do it my way
Think I need a diet change
Can't escape my frame
Is it really just a mind state
Oh! Then I guess that's my mistake
If you're not natty don't give me advice
Got myself a baddie it's from all the rice
Start your set with a bark, lose your teeth
That's like all treble, no bass
The bar's too high but I'm not saving face
Lungs can't help but wheeze
Some things can't be done with ease
Heavy set is on my carpe diem
But rest is always per diem
I never cap myself unlike the pream
You want a spot come and ask me (of course)
You wanna work in come and ask me (sure)
How many sets left? too many
When I rest have at it
If you're not natty don't give me advice
Got myself a baddie it's from all the rice
Say that again
If you're not natty don't give me advice
Got myself a baddie it's from all the rice
I'm too big
I'm too small
I am comfortable
But you'll never fall
I wanna see, no feelings involved
Tell me good things and I put up a wall
Still don't have the answer
Maybe I won't ask at all
Bench, squat, row
Bench, squat, row
Less talk mo'- weight
I'mma do it my way
Think I need a diet change
Can't escape my frame
Is it really just a mind state
Oh! Then I guess that's my mistake
If you're not natty don't give me advice
Got myself a baddie it's from all the rice
I'm too big
I'm too small
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Writer(s): Jake Harbour
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