TEA TIME
If I hit another wine and dine
You better make mine cyanide
Show up be fake shoot shit look I'm one of the guys
Please put me on tour with who I idolize
Then
Talk about me like the next big thing
And then I'll bow down then you'll pull them strings
Dress so fresh but your breath still stinks
From the shit you talk when the shots don't sink
Let me make things perfectly clear
If the industry burned I would still be here
Y'all ain't ever make me you just making it weird
Cuz I'm tryna play ball, but I don't get cheers
Just cheers, when you're making a toast
Y'all are all ears when you hear what I gross, but I'm
Passing my peers that you doing the most
For, and you wondering why now you starting to choke
I think I need a tea time
Too shallow need a deep dive
Comin for the whole damn beehive
I don't need no help
You hate me I'ma sleep tight
Can't slow down on a b-line
Y'alls songs hit like a b-side
I don't need no help
Top of the game like it's the first inning
Ego bigger than my head is
Money tall like Andy Pettitte
Never had a label you could label me as independent
If I want it I'ma get it, jewish boy got challah bread
It's As-salamu alaykum I don't beef no more
That shit it deaded
But don't get it twisted it if you mess w me u gone regret it
I ain't superstitious I just leave you stitches where your head is
And I'm still getting mad love like you playing tennis
Heard you wanted some tea
Well I ain't spilling it
Paul Giamatti went blue faces to billions
Rap game chameleons
We your favorite pop punk bands favorite drunk jam oh we killing them
It's a fact we go all out boy
These other rappers irrelevant they should fall out boy
Y'all stumped like Patrick
I hit the gas quick
Till I'm the only one in this bitch like panic
I think I need a tea time
Too shallow need a deep dive
Comin for the whole damn beehive
I don't need no help
You hate me I'ma sleep tight
Can't slow down on a b-line
Y'alls songs hit like a b-side
I don't need no help
I think I need a tea time
Too shallow need a deep dive
Comin' for the whole damn beehive
I don't need no help
You hate me I'ma sleep tight
Can't slow down on a b-line
Y'alls songs hit like a b-side
I don't need no help
You better make mine cyanide
Show up be fake shoot shit look I'm one of the guys
Please put me on tour with who I idolize
Then
Talk about me like the next big thing
And then I'll bow down then you'll pull them strings
Dress so fresh but your breath still stinks
From the shit you talk when the shots don't sink
Let me make things perfectly clear
If the industry burned I would still be here
Y'all ain't ever make me you just making it weird
Cuz I'm tryna play ball, but I don't get cheers
Just cheers, when you're making a toast
Y'all are all ears when you hear what I gross, but I'm
Passing my peers that you doing the most
For, and you wondering why now you starting to choke
I think I need a tea time
Too shallow need a deep dive
Comin for the whole damn beehive
I don't need no help
You hate me I'ma sleep tight
Can't slow down on a b-line
Y'alls songs hit like a b-side
I don't need no help
Top of the game like it's the first inning
Ego bigger than my head is
Money tall like Andy Pettitte
Never had a label you could label me as independent
If I want it I'ma get it, jewish boy got challah bread
It's As-salamu alaykum I don't beef no more
That shit it deaded
But don't get it twisted it if you mess w me u gone regret it
I ain't superstitious I just leave you stitches where your head is
And I'm still getting mad love like you playing tennis
Heard you wanted some tea
Well I ain't spilling it
Paul Giamatti went blue faces to billions
Rap game chameleons
We your favorite pop punk bands favorite drunk jam oh we killing them
It's a fact we go all out boy
These other rappers irrelevant they should fall out boy
Y'all stumped like Patrick
I hit the gas quick
Till I'm the only one in this bitch like panic
I think I need a tea time
Too shallow need a deep dive
Comin for the whole damn beehive
I don't need no help
You hate me I'ma sleep tight
Can't slow down on a b-line
Y'alls songs hit like a b-side
I don't need no help
I think I need a tea time
Too shallow need a deep dive
Comin' for the whole damn beehive
I don't need no help
You hate me I'ma sleep tight
Can't slow down on a b-line
Y'alls songs hit like a b-side
I don't need no help
Credits
Writer(s): Jayden Seeley, Ryan Oakes, Patrick Mccloskey
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