GTFO
Singing hymns to a God that I abandoned
And spit in my hand and it told me it's a blessing
Smile for the peeps, all you gotta do is glisten
Free yourself of speech, all you gotta do is listen
Everybody's witness, assumptions of my precious heart
The Lord giveth, I forget the second part
They hate in any way, I just gave a headed start
Gold turn to dust like the swiping of a credit card
Cross my heart and hope to die
Voodoo chimes ring when I spit the rhyme
See your eyes gleam like the savior's called
You put the sharp tooth goon on your pedestal
Rotate the dog
And attach it to your heartstrings
Popping me away 'til I snap, now your heart stings
Pink turn to red in your eyes and the sword shing
Used to play me on the aux cord, now they all sing
Get the fuck out, get the fuck out
Won't you?
Get the fuck out, get the fuck out
Nigga
Get the fuck out, get the fuck out
Won't you?
Get the fuck out, get the fuck out
Get that nigga outta here
Get that nigga outta here
Breathe for a minute
See you are breathing a menace
People, they twisted the image
A role and a blemish
These that you need to be living
So you can see deep in my presence
The lead in a premise
Believe that I suffer abundance
The pen only thing that replenish
My mind in the tennis
Back for game in the illness
A party as I fall in the crevice
I strove just to temper my soul into bite-size pieces
For you just to chew and to swallow
Digest in a rush just to shit out tomorrow
Sing to my happy and dance to my sorrow
Remember the love in my face you would coddle
The heroes reshuffle with a spin of the bottle
Digest in a rush just to shit out tomorrow
They say
Get the fuck out, get the fuck out
Won't you?
Get the fuck out, get the fuck out
Nigga
Get the fuck out, get the fuck out
Won't you?
Get the fuck out, get the fuck out
Get that nigga outta here
Get that nigga outta here
Get the fuck out, get the fuck out
Won't you?
Get the fuck out, get the fuck out
Nigga
Get the fuck out, get the fuck out
Won't you?
Get the fuck out
Get that nigga outta here
And spit in my hand and it told me it's a blessing
Smile for the peeps, all you gotta do is glisten
Free yourself of speech, all you gotta do is listen
Everybody's witness, assumptions of my precious heart
The Lord giveth, I forget the second part
They hate in any way, I just gave a headed start
Gold turn to dust like the swiping of a credit card
Cross my heart and hope to die
Voodoo chimes ring when I spit the rhyme
See your eyes gleam like the savior's called
You put the sharp tooth goon on your pedestal
Rotate the dog
And attach it to your heartstrings
Popping me away 'til I snap, now your heart stings
Pink turn to red in your eyes and the sword shing
Used to play me on the aux cord, now they all sing
Get the fuck out, get the fuck out
Won't you?
Get the fuck out, get the fuck out
Nigga
Get the fuck out, get the fuck out
Won't you?
Get the fuck out, get the fuck out
Get that nigga outta here
Get that nigga outta here
Breathe for a minute
See you are breathing a menace
People, they twisted the image
A role and a blemish
These that you need to be living
So you can see deep in my presence
The lead in a premise
Believe that I suffer abundance
The pen only thing that replenish
My mind in the tennis
Back for game in the illness
A party as I fall in the crevice
I strove just to temper my soul into bite-size pieces
For you just to chew and to swallow
Digest in a rush just to shit out tomorrow
Sing to my happy and dance to my sorrow
Remember the love in my face you would coddle
The heroes reshuffle with a spin of the bottle
Digest in a rush just to shit out tomorrow
They say
Get the fuck out, get the fuck out
Won't you?
Get the fuck out, get the fuck out
Nigga
Get the fuck out, get the fuck out
Won't you?
Get the fuck out, get the fuck out
Get that nigga outta here
Get that nigga outta here
Get the fuck out, get the fuck out
Won't you?
Get the fuck out, get the fuck out
Nigga
Get the fuck out, get the fuck out
Won't you?
Get the fuck out
Get that nigga outta here
Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Ma, Michael Di Francesco, Andrew Klippel, Kofi Owusu Ansah
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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