Feasting.On.The.Guts.Of.Angels.
You think that I won't
I'm sick of the front
I got no fuckin' patience, yeah yeah
She jump down my throat
Manage your expectations, yeah yeah
You're building a roof
When you got no foundation, yeah yeah
Signal the smoke
Spare me the altercation, yeah yeah
I'm sick of the front
I got no fucking patience, yeah yeah
She jump down my throat
Manage your expectations, yeah yeah
You're building a roof
When you got no foundation, yeah yeah
Signal the smoke
Spare me the altercation, yeah yeah
Been a minute since I really took a minute, yeah yeah
Been fixated on too many different women, yeah yeah
I've been spinnin', avoidin' all of my feelings, yeah yeah
Spillin' my guts while I'm starin' at the ceiling, yeah yeah
I've been here too many times
I'm slowly losing my mind
(Ayy!)
Bitch I'm broke
And I got holes in my clothes
But I am not impatient, yeah yeah
What the fuck do I want?
Think I got hesitations, yeah yeah
³³ always gonna be spicy
Call it capsaicin, yeah yeah
Under the impression that we're ever gonna stop
But you're fucking mistaken, yeah yeah
You a façade!
Bitch you so fraudulent
I can see it on your face, not so confident
Tried to manipulate me and my brothers
Thinking I won't, but that bitch needs a buffer
Used to pawn licks, now I'm top of my game
Peeling the skin back from under my face
Got a taste for it, now I just do it for thrills
Tried to bait me, put a shot in his gills
Not mad, I'm the gadfly
No cyanide 'cause the world just gonna keep killing me still
Sleuthy like Socrates
No one's ever gonna be able to say they bought me
Actin' like you not there, but I still care
Still stare with a blank face
Wonder what the fuck is on the TV, with a Phoebe
Tell me take her someplace
'Cause she really wanna please me
Got them Blinders on like Peaky
I've been here too many times
I'm slowly losing my mind
See red in her eyes
All of these bitches evil, yeah yeah
You twisting your tongue
Twisting my mind, that's lethal, yeah yeah
Not part of the script
Taking you out the sequel, yeah yeah
Right before I leave
I'mma get revenge, Max Keeble, yeah yeah
I'mma save you the heartache
Think it's time that we part ways (yeah!)
Not here for the long wait
Think my time is a short stay (what?)
You don't know the half of me
It's sad to see that everybody
Laughed at me like Sąjūdis, now
Bitches throw it back for me so casually
Like "deet da deet da deet da deet da deet da deet da deet"
Pour another cold one, swallow down a whole one
Checking my pulse; am I dead? Can't tell
All that I know is I'm leaving my soul
As you're in my ear screaming, "Burn in hell!"
Clip that! (What's up?)
'Cause one day, bitch, I'mma come back
Rub this shit in yo' face, eat your words that disgraced
No more MIAs, only KIAs
Where the dog tags?
You think that I won't
I'm sick of the front
I got no fuckin' patience, yeah yeah
She jump down my throat
Manage your expectations, yeah yeah
You're building a roof
When you- When you got no foundation, yeah yeah
Signal the smoke
Spare me the altercation, yeah yeah
I'm sick of the front
I got no fuckin' patience, yeah yeah
She jump down my throat
Manage your expectations, yeah yeah
You're building a roof
When you got no foundation, yeah yeah
Signal the smoke
Spare me the altercation, yeah y—
I'm sick of the front
I got no fuckin' patience, yeah yeah
She jump down my throat
Manage your expectations, yeah yeah
You're building a roof
When you got no foundation, yeah yeah
Signal the smoke
Spare me the altercation, yeah yeah
I'm sick of the front
I got no fucking patience, yeah yeah
She jump down my throat
Manage your expectations, yeah yeah
You're building a roof
When you got no foundation, yeah yeah
Signal the smoke
Spare me the altercation, yeah yeah
Been a minute since I really took a minute, yeah yeah
Been fixated on too many different women, yeah yeah
I've been spinnin', avoidin' all of my feelings, yeah yeah
Spillin' my guts while I'm starin' at the ceiling, yeah yeah
I've been here too many times
I'm slowly losing my mind
(Ayy!)
Bitch I'm broke
And I got holes in my clothes
But I am not impatient, yeah yeah
What the fuck do I want?
Think I got hesitations, yeah yeah
³³ always gonna be spicy
Call it capsaicin, yeah yeah
Under the impression that we're ever gonna stop
But you're fucking mistaken, yeah yeah
You a façade!
Bitch you so fraudulent
I can see it on your face, not so confident
Tried to manipulate me and my brothers
Thinking I won't, but that bitch needs a buffer
Used to pawn licks, now I'm top of my game
Peeling the skin back from under my face
Got a taste for it, now I just do it for thrills
Tried to bait me, put a shot in his gills
Not mad, I'm the gadfly
No cyanide 'cause the world just gonna keep killing me still
Sleuthy like Socrates
No one's ever gonna be able to say they bought me
Actin' like you not there, but I still care
Still stare with a blank face
Wonder what the fuck is on the TV, with a Phoebe
Tell me take her someplace
'Cause she really wanna please me
Got them Blinders on like Peaky
I've been here too many times
I'm slowly losing my mind
See red in her eyes
All of these bitches evil, yeah yeah
You twisting your tongue
Twisting my mind, that's lethal, yeah yeah
Not part of the script
Taking you out the sequel, yeah yeah
Right before I leave
I'mma get revenge, Max Keeble, yeah yeah
I'mma save you the heartache
Think it's time that we part ways (yeah!)
Not here for the long wait
Think my time is a short stay (what?)
You don't know the half of me
It's sad to see that everybody
Laughed at me like Sąjūdis, now
Bitches throw it back for me so casually
Like "deet da deet da deet da deet da deet da deet da deet"
Pour another cold one, swallow down a whole one
Checking my pulse; am I dead? Can't tell
All that I know is I'm leaving my soul
As you're in my ear screaming, "Burn in hell!"
Clip that! (What's up?)
'Cause one day, bitch, I'mma come back
Rub this shit in yo' face, eat your words that disgraced
No more MIAs, only KIAs
Where the dog tags?
You think that I won't
I'm sick of the front
I got no fuckin' patience, yeah yeah
She jump down my throat
Manage your expectations, yeah yeah
You're building a roof
When you- When you got no foundation, yeah yeah
Signal the smoke
Spare me the altercation, yeah yeah
I'm sick of the front
I got no fuckin' patience, yeah yeah
She jump down my throat
Manage your expectations, yeah yeah
You're building a roof
When you got no foundation, yeah yeah
Signal the smoke
Spare me the altercation, yeah y—
Credits
Writer(s): Cameron J Harrell, Patrick Jobe, Jeremy Klein, Spencer Horton Linn
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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