Nada
What the fuck? Oh my god I gotta go
Your boy want some love but I had to tell him no
I don't wanna hear it holy fuck let me go home
Don't think I should risk it kiss your ass goodbye you hoe
What the fuck? Oh my god I gotta go
Your boy want some love but I had to tell him no
I don't wanna hear it holy fuck let me go home
Don't think I should risk it kiss your ass goodbye you hoe
Begging me to drop less scared I'm burning out
Gotta stay productive nothing else will be allowed
Cant imagine sticking to a single fucking sound
Not one to be boxed in I switch my style around
They used to make fun now I'm here and they retired
Walked into the bar half asleep and now I'm fucking hired
Only going up from here all you pussies think you wired
This shit's my passion don't think I'll ever be tired
Been writing since single digits
God is my fucking witness
I don't want your forgiveness
Carving out my own visage
What the fuck? Oh my god I gotta go
Your boy want some love but I had to tell him no
I don't wanna hear it holy fuck let me go home
Don't think I should risk it kiss your ass goodbye you hoe
What the fuck? Oh my god I gotta go
Your boy want some love but I had to tell him no
I don't wanna hear it holy fuck let me go home
Don't think I should risk it kiss your ass goodbye you hoe
Gonna kill your fucking image yeah you make me fucking bored
Got a home run homie I dont think you even scored
Try to fucking stop me all I do is take awards
All your friends fuck with me yeah they all floored
I'm gonna be the wave, won't be sleeping forever
When will I give up? Lil bitch that is never
So fucking whiny remind me of Heathers
Acting pretentious returning to sender
I'm gonna be the goat, goat, goat
You pussies do the most, most, most
You're gonna be alone, lone, lone
Stop hitting up my phone, phone, phone
Your boy want some love but I had to tell him no
I don't wanna hear it holy fuck let me go home
Don't think I should risk it kiss your ass goodbye you hoe
What the fuck? Oh my god I gotta go
Your boy want some love but I had to tell him no
I don't wanna hear it holy fuck let me go home
Don't think I should risk it kiss your ass goodbye you hoe
Begging me to drop less scared I'm burning out
Gotta stay productive nothing else will be allowed
Cant imagine sticking to a single fucking sound
Not one to be boxed in I switch my style around
They used to make fun now I'm here and they retired
Walked into the bar half asleep and now I'm fucking hired
Only going up from here all you pussies think you wired
This shit's my passion don't think I'll ever be tired
Been writing since single digits
God is my fucking witness
I don't want your forgiveness
Carving out my own visage
What the fuck? Oh my god I gotta go
Your boy want some love but I had to tell him no
I don't wanna hear it holy fuck let me go home
Don't think I should risk it kiss your ass goodbye you hoe
What the fuck? Oh my god I gotta go
Your boy want some love but I had to tell him no
I don't wanna hear it holy fuck let me go home
Don't think I should risk it kiss your ass goodbye you hoe
Gonna kill your fucking image yeah you make me fucking bored
Got a home run homie I dont think you even scored
Try to fucking stop me all I do is take awards
All your friends fuck with me yeah they all floored
I'm gonna be the wave, won't be sleeping forever
When will I give up? Lil bitch that is never
So fucking whiny remind me of Heathers
Acting pretentious returning to sender
I'm gonna be the goat, goat, goat
You pussies do the most, most, most
You're gonna be alone, lone, lone
Stop hitting up my phone, phone, phone
Credits
Writer(s): Oliver Godfrey
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