FYSU
Yeah
If you get in my way, I'ma break you
You a Camry, dawg, I'm an H2
Try to step to me, now that's fatal
Don't make flip this table
Don't make me fuck your girlfriend
I'll turn your whole life to a whirlwind
And that's a promise, keep your distance
Or you'll be leavin' with medical assistance
And I don't think you understand me
You've never met someone like me before
I could see in your face that you doubt me
Well, allow me to fuck your shit up
Fuck, fuck, fuck
I'ma fuck your shit up
Fuck, fuck, fuck
Fuck your shit up
Fuck, fuck, fuck
I'm gonna fuck your shit up
Fuck, fuck, fuck
Fuck your shit up
I want a circle pit, I wanna murder shit
My mind is full of fuckery and some dirty shit
I don't belong here and everybody knows
It's just one of those days, man, I might explode
Stay the fuck away, man, I'm warning you
Your whole world gon' burn if I turn it loose
I'm not a pop star or a celebrity
I'm just a fist in your face if you fuck with me
'Cause we didn't come here to make friends
And we didn't come here to sing songs
We only came to rearrange your face 'til that stupid smile is gone
And I don't think you understand me
You've never met someone like me before
I could see in your face that you doubt me
Well, allow me, nah
You see, I didn't come to talk it over
Or to hear your side of the case
You only got three seconds to back the fuck up
Before I rearrange your face
That's three, two, one
I warned you, motherfucker
I'ma fuck your shit up
Fuck, fuck, fuck
I'ma fuck your shit up
Fuck, fuck
I'm 'bout to fuck your shit up
Fuck, fuck, fuck
I'ma fuck your shit up
Fuck, fuck
I'm sick of all these people think they're cool
Fuck them
And your fuckin' face
Fuck you, posers
Fuck you, fuckin' losers
Fuck you bullies at school
Fuck LA, fuck the Soho House
Burn it down, burn down the Hollywood sign
Fuck all these fake ass bitches
I'm f-
I'm gonna fight fuckin' everybody
I'm gonna murder you
I'm gonna rip you open
Take out your insides
Eat your food, fuckin' shit it back out
Put it back in you, sew you back up
Then bury you in the motherfuckin' trenches
In the motherfuckin' Forever Hollywood cemetery
Fuck this, fuck Mulholland Drive
Fuck this, fuck the pool
Fuck the 15 acres, I'm sellin' it, I'm burnin' it
I don't fuckin' care anymore
Fuck you
Get in my face, see what the fuck happens
Fuck, fuck, fuck
I'ma fuck your shit up
Fuck, fuck
I'm 'bout to fuck your shit up
Fuck, fuck, fuck
I'ma fuck your shit up
Fuck, fuck, fuck
Fuck your shit up
If you get in my way, I'ma break you
You a Camry, dawg, I'm an H2
Try to step to me, now that's fatal
Don't make flip this table
Don't make me fuck your girlfriend
I'll turn your whole life to a whirlwind
And that's a promise, keep your distance
Or you'll be leavin' with medical assistance
And I don't think you understand me
You've never met someone like me before
I could see in your face that you doubt me
Well, allow me to fuck your shit up
Fuck, fuck, fuck
I'ma fuck your shit up
Fuck, fuck, fuck
Fuck your shit up
Fuck, fuck, fuck
I'm gonna fuck your shit up
Fuck, fuck, fuck
Fuck your shit up
I want a circle pit, I wanna murder shit
My mind is full of fuckery and some dirty shit
I don't belong here and everybody knows
It's just one of those days, man, I might explode
Stay the fuck away, man, I'm warning you
Your whole world gon' burn if I turn it loose
I'm not a pop star or a celebrity
I'm just a fist in your face if you fuck with me
'Cause we didn't come here to make friends
And we didn't come here to sing songs
We only came to rearrange your face 'til that stupid smile is gone
And I don't think you understand me
You've never met someone like me before
I could see in your face that you doubt me
Well, allow me, nah
You see, I didn't come to talk it over
Or to hear your side of the case
You only got three seconds to back the fuck up
Before I rearrange your face
That's three, two, one
I warned you, motherfucker
I'ma fuck your shit up
Fuck, fuck, fuck
I'ma fuck your shit up
Fuck, fuck
I'm 'bout to fuck your shit up
Fuck, fuck, fuck
I'ma fuck your shit up
Fuck, fuck
I'm sick of all these people think they're cool
Fuck them
And your fuckin' face
Fuck you, posers
Fuck you, fuckin' losers
Fuck you bullies at school
Fuck LA, fuck the Soho House
Burn it down, burn down the Hollywood sign
Fuck all these fake ass bitches
I'm f-
I'm gonna fight fuckin' everybody
I'm gonna murder you
I'm gonna rip you open
Take out your insides
Eat your food, fuckin' shit it back out
Put it back in you, sew you back up
Then bury you in the motherfuckin' trenches
In the motherfuckin' Forever Hollywood cemetery
Fuck this, fuck Mulholland Drive
Fuck this, fuck the pool
Fuck the 15 acres, I'm sellin' it, I'm burnin' it
I don't fuckin' care anymore
Fuck you
Get in my face, see what the fuck happens
Fuck, fuck, fuck
I'ma fuck your shit up
Fuck, fuck
I'm 'bout to fuck your shit up
Fuck, fuck, fuck
I'ma fuck your shit up
Fuck, fuck, fuck
Fuck your shit up
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Tyler Musto, Andrew Maxwell Goldstein, Mike Posner, Ryder Thornton Johnson, Michael Pieper, Bobby
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