Bugging
(ay yeah I'm bugging)
(Vodka shots see me running)
(Fucking nothing)
(Off the walls, off the walls, pesticide bugging)
I've been bugging
I've been running
never see it coming
Deflecting all the rubbish
Pesticides in my stomach
Throwing up the fungus
Give a fuck about the ruckus
Rummage through the ones who never see my courage
Ay, gotta sting, gotta win, even know I've never been
Caught a fever, either die or live
Seizure, creatures, keep my soul intense
I'm at best. Keeping people in suspense
Will I make a lick of sense? It depends
(Ay yeah I'm bugging, yeah I'm bugging, yeah I'm bugging)
(Yeah I'm bugging, see me bugging, see me bugging)
(Pesticide bugging)
Yeah I'm bugging
Vodka shots see me running
Fucking nothing
Off the walls bugging
Pesticides yeah I'm bugging
Tripping listen, see me plummet
In the pit there's a snake fuck I'm bit, yeah I'm bugging
Yeah I'm bugging
Yeah I'm bugging
ay, yeah, ay, yeah I'm bugging
(Yeah I'm bugging)
(Like nah, I'm bugging)
(I don't even know what the fucks going on)
What's that like?
Supernatural with it gotta need to keep me outside
Nap time
Pesticide in my eye, gonna need a flashlight
I floated one time
Used a whole can a mortein but they weren't precise
But that might
Fuck up my insides
Scoped me, scolded, scanning for a life
Told me, folded, damaged on the mic
Paranormal, normally not so nice
Then I swatted, rotted from the eyes
Centipede, running from a knife
(what the fuck)
(Ay yeah I'm bugging, yeah I'm bugging, yeah I'm bugging)
(Yeah I'm bugging, see me bugging, see me bugging)
(Pesticide bugging)
Yeah I'm bugging
Vodka shots see me running
Fucking nothing
Off the walls bugging
Pesticides yeah I'm bugging
Tripping listen, see me plummet
In the pit there's a snake fuck I'm bit, yeah I'm bugging
Yeah I'm bugging
Yeah I'm bugging
ay, yeah, ay, yeah I'm bugging
Struggle like a fucking bug
Thought I give a fuck
I'm just running through the mud
Smug as fuck
Thought I was enough
Guess that's what happens when your done
Yeah I'm bugging
Little parasite know you love it
Stop the fussing
Bug spray the pest, till it's nothing
Shotgun pull it back buck it
Sanitise the function
Hear em buzzing
Bugging
(What in the fuck was that?)
(Vodka shots see me running)
(Fucking nothing)
(Off the walls, off the walls, pesticide bugging)
I've been bugging
I've been running
never see it coming
Deflecting all the rubbish
Pesticides in my stomach
Throwing up the fungus
Give a fuck about the ruckus
Rummage through the ones who never see my courage
Ay, gotta sting, gotta win, even know I've never been
Caught a fever, either die or live
Seizure, creatures, keep my soul intense
I'm at best. Keeping people in suspense
Will I make a lick of sense? It depends
(Ay yeah I'm bugging, yeah I'm bugging, yeah I'm bugging)
(Yeah I'm bugging, see me bugging, see me bugging)
(Pesticide bugging)
Yeah I'm bugging
Vodka shots see me running
Fucking nothing
Off the walls bugging
Pesticides yeah I'm bugging
Tripping listen, see me plummet
In the pit there's a snake fuck I'm bit, yeah I'm bugging
Yeah I'm bugging
Yeah I'm bugging
ay, yeah, ay, yeah I'm bugging
(Yeah I'm bugging)
(Like nah, I'm bugging)
(I don't even know what the fucks going on)
What's that like?
Supernatural with it gotta need to keep me outside
Nap time
Pesticide in my eye, gonna need a flashlight
I floated one time
Used a whole can a mortein but they weren't precise
But that might
Fuck up my insides
Scoped me, scolded, scanning for a life
Told me, folded, damaged on the mic
Paranormal, normally not so nice
Then I swatted, rotted from the eyes
Centipede, running from a knife
(what the fuck)
(Ay yeah I'm bugging, yeah I'm bugging, yeah I'm bugging)
(Yeah I'm bugging, see me bugging, see me bugging)
(Pesticide bugging)
Yeah I'm bugging
Vodka shots see me running
Fucking nothing
Off the walls bugging
Pesticides yeah I'm bugging
Tripping listen, see me plummet
In the pit there's a snake fuck I'm bit, yeah I'm bugging
Yeah I'm bugging
Yeah I'm bugging
ay, yeah, ay, yeah I'm bugging
Struggle like a fucking bug
Thought I give a fuck
I'm just running through the mud
Smug as fuck
Thought I was enough
Guess that's what happens when your done
Yeah I'm bugging
Little parasite know you love it
Stop the fussing
Bug spray the pest, till it's nothing
Shotgun pull it back buck it
Sanitise the function
Hear em buzzing
Bugging
(What in the fuck was that?)
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Writer(s): Tarron Moore
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