Ay (Ay!) f*ck out the way
I'm on the come up and ain't time to play
Trying to get paid more than the minimum wage
I'm getting today, okay
(Yeah!) F*ck all the rest
I'm out here while I'm banging my chest
Y'all don't know about war and finesse
This ain't a warning this ain't a test (Test)
It can be a giant, clock or a battle
They're just supplyin' stock to my rattle
The riot that caused everything to go shambles
Ain't here anymore but I still can't handle (Handle)
The mantle this cock gave to the highest
My candles knocked but still in its brightest
I went through it while feeling like Patrick (Swayze!)
My life's in collapse (Uh)
While I'm doing my dance (Yeah)
Dealing with scraps from my past and I like to romance
And be in a trance 'bout where I don't stand
So I want expansion did my lil' action
All of my passion was held for ransom
My reactions get me mansion like
Charles or Maryland Manson (Woo)
Ay (Ay!) f*ck out the way
I'm on the come up and ain't time to play
Trying to get paid more than the minimum wage
I'm getting today, okay
Yeah, f*ck all the rest
I'm out here while I'm banging my chest
Y'all don't know about war and finesse
This ain't a warning this ain't a test (Test)
Yeah we met at a party we're sipping Bacardi
We listened to Carti we f*cking in raris
She said she ain't love me but now she up on me
The cock that I put in her tummy (Uh)
Must of spoken or something (Yuh)
Or the bubbly summoned something
A somersault to some or something
Sum it up you dumbs is nothing (Yeah!)
Yeah we f*ck it up but live it up
'Till expectations comes (Woah, woah)
Rolling in deep never gon' shleep
Just defeat (Woah, woah)
She swallowed so many of my kids
That everything she says now is childish
I'm the bad guy Billie Eilish
I'm a stylist and the finest (God damn!)
If shit has been written since the beginning then
That is the reason why some of you bitches is bitches (Ahh)
F*cking up life, stand and just listen (Ahh)
Homie I'll never relate to that mission
A man of religion will make you all missing
The key's in the ignition to rev up the engine
But not even turning because of the imagin
Been doing this shit since I was a freshman (F*ck!)
So f*ck out the way
I'm on the come up and ain't time to (F*ck that!)
Mothaf*ck everybody buddy you better buckback
Love it or hate it the underdog is back (Yeah!)
I come from a time where rugrats were popping
Y'all probably came from a cold sack
Making music that's described as a cul de sac
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Ay (Ay!) f*ck out the way
I'm on the come up and ain't time to play
Trying to get paid more than the minimum wage
I'm getting today, okay
(Yeah!) F*ck all the rest
I'm out here while I'm banging my chest
Y'all don't know about war and finesse
This ain't a warning this ain't a test (Test)
It can be a giant, clock or a battle
They're just supplyin' stock to my rattle
The riot that caused everything to go shambles
Ain't here anymore but I still can't handle (Handle)
The mantle this cock gave to the highest
My candles knocked but still in its brightest
I went through it while feeling like Patrick (Swayze!)
My life's in collapse (Uh)
While I'm doing my dance (Yeah)
Dealing with scraps from my past and I like to romance
And be in a trance 'bout where I don't stand
So I want expansion did my lil' action
All of my passion was held for ransom
My reactions get me mansion like
Charles or Maryland Manson (Woo)
Ay (Ay!) f*ck out the way
I'm on the come up and ain't time to play
Trying to get paid more than the minimum wage
I'm getting today, okay
Yeah, f*ck all the rest
I'm out here while I'm banging my chest
Y'all don't know about war and finesse
This ain't a warning this ain't a test (Test)
Yeah we met at a party we're sipping Bacardi
We listened to Carti we f*cking in raris
She said she ain't love me but now she up on me
The cock that I put in her tummy (Uh)
Must of spoken or something (Yuh)
Or the bubbly summoned something
A somersault to some or something
Sum it up you dumbs is nothing (Yeah!)
Yeah we f*ck it up but live it up
'Till expectations comes (Woah, woah)
Rolling in deep never gon' shleep
Just defeat (Woah, woah)
She swallowed so many of my kids
That everything she says now is childish
I'm the bad guy Billie Eilish
I'm a stylist and the finest (God damn!)
If shit has been written since the beginning then
That is the reason why some of you bitches is bitches (Ahh)
F*cking up life, stand and just listen (Ahh)
Homie I'll never relate to that mission
A man of religion will make you all missing
The key's in the ignition to rev up the engine
But not even turning because of the imagin
Been doing this shit since I was a freshman (F*ck!)
So f*ck out the way
I'm on the come up and ain't time to (F*ck that!)
Mothaf*ck everybody buddy you better buckback
Love it or hate it the underdog is back (Yeah!)
I come from a time where rugrats were popping
Y'all probably came from a cold sack
Making music that's described as a cul de sac
I'm on the come up and ain't time to play
Trying to get paid more than the minimum wage
I'm getting today, okay
(Yeah!) F*ck all the rest
I'm out here while I'm banging my chest
Y'all don't know about war and finesse
This ain't a warning this ain't a test (Test)
It can be a giant, clock or a battle
They're just supplyin' stock to my rattle
The riot that caused everything to go shambles
Ain't here anymore but I still can't handle (Handle)
The mantle this cock gave to the highest
My candles knocked but still in its brightest
I went through it while feeling like Patrick (Swayze!)
My life's in collapse (Uh)
While I'm doing my dance (Yeah)
Dealing with scraps from my past and I like to romance
And be in a trance 'bout where I don't stand
So I want expansion did my lil' action
All of my passion was held for ransom
My reactions get me mansion like
Charles or Maryland Manson (Woo)
Ay (Ay!) f*ck out the way
I'm on the come up and ain't time to play
Trying to get paid more than the minimum wage
I'm getting today, okay
Yeah, f*ck all the rest
I'm out here while I'm banging my chest
Y'all don't know about war and finesse
This ain't a warning this ain't a test (Test)
Yeah we met at a party we're sipping Bacardi
We listened to Carti we f*cking in raris
She said she ain't love me but now she up on me
The cock that I put in her tummy (Uh)
Must of spoken or something (Yuh)
Or the bubbly summoned something
A somersault to some or something
Sum it up you dumbs is nothing (Yeah!)
Yeah we f*ck it up but live it up
'Till expectations comes (Woah, woah)
Rolling in deep never gon' shleep
Just defeat (Woah, woah)
She swallowed so many of my kids
That everything she says now is childish
I'm the bad guy Billie Eilish
I'm a stylist and the finest (God damn!)
If shit has been written since the beginning then
That is the reason why some of you bitches is bitches (Ahh)
F*cking up life, stand and just listen (Ahh)
Homie I'll never relate to that mission
A man of religion will make you all missing
The key's in the ignition to rev up the engine
But not even turning because of the imagin
Been doing this shit since I was a freshman (F*ck!)
So f*ck out the way
I'm on the come up and ain't time to (F*ck that!)
Mothaf*ck everybody buddy you better buckback
Love it or hate it the underdog is back (Yeah!)
I come from a time where rugrats were popping
Y'all probably came from a cold sack
Making music that's described as a cul de sac
Writer: Emmett Vazquez
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid