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Woo!

Wait, what's that on my forehead? Zoom in (ah)
That's a lil' L 'cause I ain't too big on losin'
Hey, I'ma gettin' bored, where's my amusement?
(Where's my amusement?)
If we ain't keepin' score, I'ma start snoozin'

Yuh, I let you choose the game, but this train don't stop
For the doo-doo brains the size of a raindrop
'Cause I got a choo choo brain, and it runs off loose change
Top of the food chain (wah)

I was just a toddler when I found my callin'
I was solvin' Blues Clues with no problem
Hotels on two blues and ya can't dodge 'em
I'm coo coo, but I ain't lost it
I got screws loose, but I won't topple
I'm a fruit loop, but still a role model

Who's who? Me or Aristotle? (Aristotle)
Who's who? Ice or Gestapo?
Who's who? Me or El Chapo?
Who's who? Everyone that shops at Boohoo (ah-haha)
If you shop at Boohoo
Shame on you

Wait, what's that on my forehead? Zoom in
(What's that on my forehead? Zoom in)
That's a lil' L 'cause I ain't too big on losin'
(Ain't too big on losin')
Hey, I'ma gettin' bored, where's my amusement?
(Where's my amusement?)
If we ain't keepin' score, I'ma start snoozin' (ah)

Yeah, you might think it hit home
When I say I crave attention (attention, ah)
But I got middle child syndrome
So I got an exemption (an exemption, it's right)
No hope of an antidote
So now I call it my profession (my profession, word)
I'll entertain pro bono (woo!)
As long as you show some affection (wut)

'Cause that's just how I get up in the mornin' (yeah)
I fall back to the ground, no warnin'
I dreamt about my high school, oh lordy
Let me write it down, 'cause that's a good story (woo!)
Open up a can o' worms
Keep it open so I can learn (I would say)
I ain't rude (that's me)
I just got my own version of the truth (yup)

Wait, what's that on my forehead? Zoom in
(What's that on my forehead? Zoom in)
That's a lil' L 'cause I ain't too big on losin'
(Ain't too big on losin')
Hey, I'ma gettin' bored, where's my amusement?
(Where's my amusement?)
If we ain't keepin' score, I'ma start snoozin'
(Yeah, let's go)

Hey, hey, hey, hey (woo, wah)
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey (good God)
Hey, hey, hey, hey (keep it goin')
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey (we came in love)
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey... (yup)

Sadness got me feelin' cinematic
They kick me out the café 'cause I'm too erratic
For someone that don't look for drama, that's dramatic
I ain't panicked, I just got dynamics (let's go)
You ain't classy, you ain't lavish, you is trashy, you is actin'
There's a certain kind of magic (woo), in bein' batshit
Rabbit out the hat shit, pullin' baps out my ass shit
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Writer(s): Brice Young
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