Abstract Grunge
It's too warm, feel the heat on my face I can feel the tension boiling my brain
I've been working on how to be safe When the world tries to make you insane
I wish you could go and do the same I bet you could learn a thing from me
I bet we could make two besties if we could understand what makes us be
Show you my music, cuz it seems hot And you say, well, I like the beat, huh
Well, I'd like you to die
Make your outfit, post it on a TikTok
Throw a link saying buy it off our Depop And then in you're LinkedIn, saying you got a fashion job
Don't like my music, I don't like your nose job
Am I a hater? Well, I hope not
She make my heart stop and go, man, it's crazy, baby
Demons fuckin' with my soul, I already sold it lately
I've been sober lately, you wouldn't think so
Where's the control of Hades
I'm green, I'm Rango
Cuz I been sick, little kids give me the ick
That's funny, take a pic, I'm busy makin' shit
Stink like an onion, straight from Walla Walla
Trapping Chowder Rodda Rodda
I've been out of drama since I got a bomber jacket
Knew your baby mama had it, I went in, I got it Respectively, of course
Cuz me, Im a good guy, to me, you're a small fry
Just a little pudge, spill some pants all on your fudge
I'm an art museum, cuz I've been just out of touch
How the fuck did I build a graph in my Notes app
What
How the fuck did I actually do that
A bar graph in my fucking Notes app right now
Whatever, now
I've been working on how to be safe When the world tries to make you insane
I wish you could go and do the same I bet you could learn a thing from me
I bet we could make two besties if we could understand what makes us be
Show you my music, cuz it seems hot And you say, well, I like the beat, huh
Well, I'd like you to die
Make your outfit, post it on a TikTok
Throw a link saying buy it off our Depop And then in you're LinkedIn, saying you got a fashion job
Don't like my music, I don't like your nose job
Am I a hater? Well, I hope not
She make my heart stop and go, man, it's crazy, baby
Demons fuckin' with my soul, I already sold it lately
I've been sober lately, you wouldn't think so
Where's the control of Hades
I'm green, I'm Rango
Cuz I been sick, little kids give me the ick
That's funny, take a pic, I'm busy makin' shit
Stink like an onion, straight from Walla Walla
Trapping Chowder Rodda Rodda
I've been out of drama since I got a bomber jacket
Knew your baby mama had it, I went in, I got it Respectively, of course
Cuz me, Im a good guy, to me, you're a small fry
Just a little pudge, spill some pants all on your fudge
I'm an art museum, cuz I've been just out of touch
How the fuck did I build a graph in my Notes app
What
How the fuck did I actually do that
A bar graph in my fucking Notes app right now
Whatever, now
Credits
Writer(s): Grant Cetina
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