Gtfo
Another day running this rat race
Owe a lot more than what I'm paid
And I'm starin' at the clock more than my computer screen
This 9 to 5 ain't never gonna work for me
Guess this is what they call the American dream
Rollin one up on break so I won't leave
But I wanna GTFO
You can tell me where you wanna go
Telling the SOB
He can STFU watching my ass leave
Take control of my life
BYOB tonight
If you're with me, raise em to the sky, middle finger up high
YOLO
If you wanna GTFO
Well the girl next door makes more than me
But being broke beats being ugly
Yeah I said it
Yeah and all my boss does is scroll through his news feed
But it'll be news for him when I turn in my two weeks
Cause I wanna GTFO
You can tell me where you wanna go
Telling the SOB
He can STFU watching my ass leave
Take control of my life
BYOB tonight
If you're with me, raise em to the sky, middle finger up high
YOLO
If you wanna GTFO
Meet me at the bar
We'll get drunk AF
And I'll go tell my boss
He can go
F himself
Cause I wanna GTFO
You can tell me where you wanna go
Telling the SOB
He can STFU watching my ass leave
Take control of my life
BYOB tonight
If you're with me, raise em to the sky, middle finger up high
YOLO
If you wanna GTFO
If you wanna GTFO
If you wanna GTFO
Owe a lot more than what I'm paid
And I'm starin' at the clock more than my computer screen
This 9 to 5 ain't never gonna work for me
Guess this is what they call the American dream
Rollin one up on break so I won't leave
But I wanna GTFO
You can tell me where you wanna go
Telling the SOB
He can STFU watching my ass leave
Take control of my life
BYOB tonight
If you're with me, raise em to the sky, middle finger up high
YOLO
If you wanna GTFO
Well the girl next door makes more than me
But being broke beats being ugly
Yeah I said it
Yeah and all my boss does is scroll through his news feed
But it'll be news for him when I turn in my two weeks
Cause I wanna GTFO
You can tell me where you wanna go
Telling the SOB
He can STFU watching my ass leave
Take control of my life
BYOB tonight
If you're with me, raise em to the sky, middle finger up high
YOLO
If you wanna GTFO
Meet me at the bar
We'll get drunk AF
And I'll go tell my boss
He can go
F himself
Cause I wanna GTFO
You can tell me where you wanna go
Telling the SOB
He can STFU watching my ass leave
Take control of my life
BYOB tonight
If you're with me, raise em to the sky, middle finger up high
YOLO
If you wanna GTFO
If you wanna GTFO
If you wanna GTFO
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Writer(s): Elizabeth Taylor, Ciara Emanuele, Lauren Barocas
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