VERSE 1:
You little f*cking NERD, why the f*ck d'ya do your button up?
Can't fend for yourself so your lifting weights to toughen up
Wanna put me down? you should try and get them muscles up
Walking with a frown, got no reason but there's something up
Wall street banker, full time wanker
Putting down your bird while she's trying on her clothes
Talking bout some stocks you should go and get some hoes
Miserable with money, baby that's the life you chose
PRE CHORUS:
YEAHHH
F*ck your small white dog
YEAHHH
F*ck your corporate job
YEAHHH
I'm so nonchalant...
So f*ck Harry Styles and your favourite song
CHORUS:
You're punching down
Oh the torment
Your so thoughtless
You little blert
You're such a loser
You're too complacent
Your style is basic
You little NERD
VERSE 2:
F*ck the people in your office cos they're so annoying
You wanna live fast but they live life boring
Can't take it no more but you need employment
Rude to your staff when they're all you have
Them glasses ain't designer, shoes cost minor
Fake Gucci loafers oh to compliment your kindness
That girls false niceness, we knows it's a front
You're wrapped around her pinky and she's getting what she wants
PRE CHORUS
CHORUS
BRIDGE:
See that hair line receding, late to a meeting
I'm stretching in bed, ha, what a great feeling
Here, hold this L bro, or you can catch this elbow
Chat shit to me and you're getting a beating
F*ck you, bitch I'm not you,
I'm glad-to-be-myself,
So f*ck your peloton
And your christmas bonus
CHORUS
Written by:
Derrick Nenzo
Jonny Parry