I don't wanna be that guy
That guy is what I am
Super Sayian Suicide
Good time for falling down
If you hoping on my ride
Won't grab your f*cking hand
Cause I'm taking what is mine
This time I own it all
I don't wanna be that guy
That guy is what I am
Super Sayian Suicide
Good time for falling down
If you hoping on my ride
Won't grab your f*cking hand
Cause I'm taking what is mine
This time I own it all
Big talk
Keep your eyes peeled while I do my big walk
Become a super savage
1000 on the luggage
F*ck the baggage
Change the framework
To remind these bitches
That I'm bout it
I'm screaming water and water
Icy Faucet
I gotta make a spark
Setting fire to the outlet
I gotta lead forward
So I'm guiding the ark
Guide through the dark
Gotta be that guy
Someone's gotta lead the start
But when the crosshairs are hot
You gotta leave a mark
Leave unsold
Lean on God
Free is false
Seek advice
I gotta be your peace
Don't grab a piece
Just to take your hate on me
It doesn't really matter
Doesn't really f*cking matter
I don't wanna be that guy
That guy is what I am
Super Sayian Suicide
Good time for falling down
If you hoping on my ride
Won't grab your f*cking hand
Cause I'm taking what is mine
This time I own it all
I don't wanna be that guy
That guy is what I am
Super Sayian Suicide
Good time for falling down
If you hoping on my ride
Won't grab your f*cking hand
Cause I'm taking what is mine
This time I own it all
I ate with Judas
I ate with Christ
Paper plates was in the picture, fine China, fried rice
I want smoke
I can't breathe
Always paper chasing, lacing papers with my pencil
Paper pinching, pots to piss in
Pissing bitches off and dipping
Need a Louis bag big enough to fit the f*cking sink in
I want smoke
I can't breathe
All my lies televised, poltergeist inside the screen
Call the doctor, pick his pockets, out the seams inside the jeans
Take his gazers out the sockets, changing out what he sees
These lights behind me
Blue and red, seeing 3D
Pat me down call me out the only way to reach me
My dial tone, left the dial on
I don't wanna hear your mother f*cking dialogue
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I don't wanna be that guy
That guy is what I am
Super Sayian Suicide
Good time for falling down
If you hoping on my ride
Won't grab your f*cking hand
Cause I'm taking what is mine
This time I own it all
I don't wanna be that guy
That guy is what I am
Super Sayian Suicide
Good time for falling down
If you hoping on my ride
Won't grab your f*cking hand
Cause I'm taking what is mine
This time I own it all
Big talk
Keep your eyes peeled while I do my big walk
Become a super savage
1000 on the luggage
F*ck the baggage
Change the framework
To remind these bitches
That I'm bout it
I'm screaming water and water
Icy Faucet
I gotta make a spark
Setting fire to the outlet
I gotta lead forward
So I'm guiding the ark
Guide through the dark
Gotta be that guy
Someone's gotta lead the start
But when the crosshairs are hot
You gotta leave a mark
Leave unsold
Lean on God
Free is false
Seek advice
I gotta be your peace
Don't grab a piece
Just to take your hate on me
It doesn't really matter
Doesn't really f*cking matter
I don't wanna be that guy
That guy is what I am
Super Sayian Suicide
Good time for falling down
If you hoping on my ride
Won't grab your f*cking hand
Cause I'm taking what is mine
This time I own it all
I don't wanna be that guy
That guy is what I am
Super Sayian Suicide
Good time for falling down
If you hoping on my ride
Won't grab your f*cking hand
Cause I'm taking what is mine
This time I own it all
I ate with Judas
I ate with Christ
Paper plates was in the picture, fine China, fried rice
I want smoke
I can't breathe
Always paper chasing, lacing papers with my pencil
Paper pinching, pots to piss in
Pissing bitches off and dipping
Need a Louis bag big enough to fit the f*cking sink in
I want smoke
I can't breathe
All my lies televised, poltergeist inside the screen
Call the doctor, pick his pockets, out the seams inside the jeans
Take his gazers out the sockets, changing out what he sees
These lights behind me
Blue and red, seeing 3D
Pat me down call me out the only way to reach me
My dial tone, left the dial on
I don't wanna hear your mother f*cking dialogue
That guy is what I am
Super Sayian Suicide
Good time for falling down
If you hoping on my ride
Won't grab your f*cking hand
Cause I'm taking what is mine
This time I own it all
I don't wanna be that guy
That guy is what I am
Super Sayian Suicide
Good time for falling down
If you hoping on my ride
Won't grab your f*cking hand
Cause I'm taking what is mine
This time I own it all
Big talk
Keep your eyes peeled while I do my big walk
Become a super savage
1000 on the luggage
F*ck the baggage
Change the framework
To remind these bitches
That I'm bout it
I'm screaming water and water
Icy Faucet
I gotta make a spark
Setting fire to the outlet
I gotta lead forward
So I'm guiding the ark
Guide through the dark
Gotta be that guy
Someone's gotta lead the start
But when the crosshairs are hot
You gotta leave a mark
Leave unsold
Lean on God
Free is false
Seek advice
I gotta be your peace
Don't grab a piece
Just to take your hate on me
It doesn't really matter
Doesn't really f*cking matter
I don't wanna be that guy
That guy is what I am
Super Sayian Suicide
Good time for falling down
If you hoping on my ride
Won't grab your f*cking hand
Cause I'm taking what is mine
This time I own it all
I don't wanna be that guy
That guy is what I am
Super Sayian Suicide
Good time for falling down
If you hoping on my ride
Won't grab your f*cking hand
Cause I'm taking what is mine
This time I own it all
I ate with Judas
I ate with Christ
Paper plates was in the picture, fine China, fried rice
I want smoke
I can't breathe
Always paper chasing, lacing papers with my pencil
Paper pinching, pots to piss in
Pissing bitches off and dipping
Need a Louis bag big enough to fit the f*cking sink in
I want smoke
I can't breathe
All my lies televised, poltergeist inside the screen
Call the doctor, pick his pockets, out the seams inside the jeans
Take his gazers out the sockets, changing out what he sees
These lights behind me
Blue and red, seeing 3D
Pat me down call me out the only way to reach me
My dial tone, left the dial on
I don't wanna hear your mother f*cking dialogue
Writer: Jacob Shive, Justin Strauch
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid