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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rootbeer
Performer
Pigeon John
Keyboards
Flynn Adam
Performer
Jermaine Stegall
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Flynn Atkins
Songwriter
John Dust
Songwriter
Texty
To many fools trippin and people been trippin on me all the time
I know what I know I gotta have control or I lose my mind
And when I'm at work, they think I'm a jerk but I'm down to get it done (Say What)
Don't need to talk back, overreact, homie hold your tongue
I'm talkin 5, 10, 15, 30, 45, 50 to (OHH)
Making moves no need to hurry I got this in the bag fo sho
Ain't gotta hear your big fat mouth
I'm walking out the door
Come on!
They can't figure me out on why I run away
Don't hold me back I gotta do my thing
I got it under control
I got it under control
I got it under control
When I'm out-and-about hang with the rift raff
Ain't got nothing to do!
Might kick back at a Wal-Mart parking lot and sip some brew(Yeah)
Here come mom talking about "Jon you need to go back to school"
Well momma listen here haha
I ain't gotta answer to you NO!
U-G-L-Y you got no alibi
Still looking dumb none from the drum
We bang against your head
So move your feet like a zombie
Thats raised up from the dead
COME ON!
They can't figure me out on why I run away
Don't hold me back I gotta do my thing
I got it under control
I got it under control
They can't figure me out on why I run away
Don't hold me back I gotta do my thing
I got it under control
I got it under control
I got it under control
I got it under control
I got it under control
Writer(s): John Dust, Flynn Atkins
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