Hot Mess

You don't see me you see nothin'
Its seems you don't know what to think so you're like 'fuck it'
You don't see me like my profile pic's not public
You don't see me you see nothin'

Well stick up for yourself
You're a hot mess
And not in a good way
Just fucking depressed
Your love can end worlds so please chill
And use it for good and get some success
You got power in you
No time for things that bore you
And I know that drama's interesting
But think of all your favourite things
This ain't on that list, boo
Cos Simo Soo you got some shit to do

You don't see me you see nothin'
Its seems you don't know what to think so you're like 'fuck it'
You can't see me like my profile pic's not public (I know Lil B)
I'm bout to lose my shit, I'm over this
No bluffin'
You don't see me you see nothin'
Its seems you don't know what to think so you're like 'fuck it'
You can't see me like my profile pic's not public
You don't see me you see nothin'

Well stick up for yourself
You don't see me
I'ma rock all day and fuck the D.P
You don't give a fuck about me
I don't give a fuck about you
We got so many (hey) in the club
All this money, bitch who wants to fuck?
Rolls Royce trucks, all that cash
I'm not on Instagram, bitch I'm on gas

You don't see me you see nothin'
Its seems you don't know what to think so you're like 'fuck it'
You can't see me like my profile pic's not public
You don't see me you see nothin'
You don't see me you see nothin' (nothin')
You don't see me you see nothin' (nothin')
You don't see me you see nothin' (nothin')
You don't see me you see nothin' (nothin')

Hooked on my vices, no Gavin McGuinness
And now it's spring time and let's have new beginnings
Looks like I'm winning, my head keeps on spinning
I ran out of villains, too big for the village
I'll hop on a flight to a new city
I'm so close to winning my future self chilling
I walk in the building you know what I'm feeling
I feel like I wanna feel love with no ceilings
And no overheads and no budgets
I'm so pretty, I am so disgusted
How far I come with no lovin'
From deadbeat dads or the industry
Fuck it, I'm too young for damage
I'm too sliced no sandwich
I made my only family
Yes Rave I planned it
I made my own family, Yes Rave
No accidents how I'm smashing it
I picked up the world and I rattled it
No thanks to you unless you down with it
No time for snakes you just some Taylor Swifts
Fuck Scott Morrison
And the whole Liberal Party you embarrassing
Killing poor people while you jet setting
Getting rich whilst the debts set in
Fuck so-called Australia as a staff and a record label
Bunch of xenophobic fucks with the time to kill
No time for anything interesting
And no care for the deaths in the present or our history
No accidents, no accidents, no accidents
No accidents, no accidents, no accidents
And no accidents