VIEWS - For the Kids
People buy views, I know it's old news
But also bad news for everybody
People buy views, I know it's old news
But I got bad news for everybody
Holy water is no juice, but I know us Jews
We don't like to lose to anybody
People buy views but I don't buy views
Don't turn on my fuse and watch your back
And watch your back
I'll break your neck
I pop a can of Ironlak
And paint you black your name in black
The list I'm keeping, over packed
The others keep the numbers fake
And cut the ranks, so
Everyday I'm low until I blow
Digging hell like call me Dasha Snow
Money let the puppets run the show
Under radar calling me Jane Doe
Andale, my B, we have to go
See you later, underrated, still it's me L.M.A.O
At the gate of Eden Garden I'll be on the speedy boarding
Tiny trolley with my slate in, clean and shining
But they don't mind it, you gotta chime in
Now they don't, they don't know what I keep in store
When I be counting big cash they be on the score
They don't, they don't know what I keep in store
Bye fools, buy views, touch wood, no
I don't pop with that
(I don't pop with that)
I don't pop with that
People buy views, I know it's old news
But also bad news for everybody
People buy views, I know it's old news
But I got bad news for everybody
Holy water is no juice, but I know us Jews
We don't like to lose to anybody
People buy views but I don't buy views
Don't turn on my fuse and watch your back
Wait, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven
You ain't gettin views and I know you jealous
Eight nine ten Milly like eleven
I'ma elevate the bread till we get to heaven
I gotta whole lotta cash
Blowin' it fast
Looking like I've stolen a stash
Whoa, I'm the best baby
Y'all lotta hate
Not getting cake
I can tell that you represent that fakeness
Yea, the jigg is up
I could tell your whole damn career is goin' under
Last year I heated up the winter like the summer
So this year I'm messin' up the budget, shish
Now they don't, they don't know what I keep in store
When I be counting big cash they be on the score
They don't, they don't know what I keep in store
Bye fools, buy views, touch wood, no
It just hit the fan
(It just hit the fan)
It just hit the fan
(It just hit the fan)
It just hit the fan
It just hit the fan
People buy views, I know it's old news
But also bad news for everybody
People buy views, I know it's old news
But I got bad news for everybody
Holy water is no juice, but I know us Jews
We don't like to lose to anybody
People buy views but I don't buy views
Don't turn on my fuse and watch your back
But also bad news for everybody
People buy views, I know it's old news
But I got bad news for everybody
Holy water is no juice, but I know us Jews
We don't like to lose to anybody
People buy views but I don't buy views
Don't turn on my fuse and watch your back
And watch your back
I'll break your neck
I pop a can of Ironlak
And paint you black your name in black
The list I'm keeping, over packed
The others keep the numbers fake
And cut the ranks, so
Everyday I'm low until I blow
Digging hell like call me Dasha Snow
Money let the puppets run the show
Under radar calling me Jane Doe
Andale, my B, we have to go
See you later, underrated, still it's me L.M.A.O
At the gate of Eden Garden I'll be on the speedy boarding
Tiny trolley with my slate in, clean and shining
But they don't mind it, you gotta chime in
Now they don't, they don't know what I keep in store
When I be counting big cash they be on the score
They don't, they don't know what I keep in store
Bye fools, buy views, touch wood, no
I don't pop with that
(I don't pop with that)
I don't pop with that
People buy views, I know it's old news
But also bad news for everybody
People buy views, I know it's old news
But I got bad news for everybody
Holy water is no juice, but I know us Jews
We don't like to lose to anybody
People buy views but I don't buy views
Don't turn on my fuse and watch your back
Wait, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven
You ain't gettin views and I know you jealous
Eight nine ten Milly like eleven
I'ma elevate the bread till we get to heaven
I gotta whole lotta cash
Blowin' it fast
Looking like I've stolen a stash
Whoa, I'm the best baby
Y'all lotta hate
Not getting cake
I can tell that you represent that fakeness
Yea, the jigg is up
I could tell your whole damn career is goin' under
Last year I heated up the winter like the summer
So this year I'm messin' up the budget, shish
Now they don't, they don't know what I keep in store
When I be counting big cash they be on the score
They don't, they don't know what I keep in store
Bye fools, buy views, touch wood, no
It just hit the fan
(It just hit the fan)
It just hit the fan
(It just hit the fan)
It just hit the fan
It just hit the fan
People buy views, I know it's old news
But also bad news for everybody
People buy views, I know it's old news
But I got bad news for everybody
Holy water is no juice, but I know us Jews
We don't like to lose to anybody
People buy views but I don't buy views
Don't turn on my fuse and watch your back
Credits
Writer(s): Reo Cragun, Ori Rousso, Noga Erez
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