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Shh! Quiet on set (run it) I've been taking my bets (frontin') I've been paying my debts (love it) I've been stealing Corvettes (stuntin') Ooh, quiet on set (run it) I been fucked in the head (frontin') I ain't leaving my bed (love it) The work been killing me dead (stuntin') Killin' me, killin' me, killin' me I just want to protect my energy Ain't got no time for the frenemies Eating my ass like the human centipede Whoa, hold your horse, back it up What's better than two girls, two cups What's better than a two-buck good nut What's better than fries and a chicken lunch Hey guys, should I Postmates Chuck-E-Cheese? Wait, ain't no Chuck-E-Cheese in Los Feliz Wait, there ain't no steeze if there ain't grease Unless you order that Sugarfish sushi, ooh! Quiet on set (run it) I've been taking my bets (frontin') I've been paying my debts (love it) I've been stealing Corvettes (stuntin') Quiet on set (run it) I been fucked in the head (frontin') I ain't leaving my bed (love it) The work been killing me dead (bang, bang) Killin' me, killin' me, killin' me Whoa, whoa Killin' me, killin' me, killin' me Whoa, whoa I don't got things to say I'm so bored, I'ma pass away Going off the deep end like Foushee I'm cracked the surface, crème brûlée Don't fly, me oh my (yep) Orgy at Five Guys with five guys (yep) That's ten guys and holy Christ (yep) I've never seen more nuts in my life I don't wanna be a Debbie, Debbie, Debbie, Debbie Debbie, Debbie, Debbie, Debbie, Debbie Downer Debbie, Debbie, Debbie, Debbie Debbie, Debbie, Debbie, Debbie, Debbie Downer Quiet on set (run it) I've been taking my bets (frontin') I've been paying my debts (love it) I've been stealing Corvettes (stuntin') Ooh, quiet on set (run it) I been fucked in the head (frontin') I ain't leaving my bed (love it) The work been killing me dead (bang, bang) Uh, I'm a little baby And I went to the store with my mommy And then, and then I, I couldn't find anyone Then, I-I-I asked this old lady what she would What she would do and if she could help me find my mommy And, and then she took me out to her car And I got in the car and-and, and then we went- she had a bunch of candy And then we went over- out-out to the other person's house And um, and then I fell down and uh And I, and I, I got this skid on my face 'cause I fell down And- but then she took me back to the store and I found my mom But everyone was, seemed really mad at me But I-I-I wasn't I, I-I didn't do anything wrong
Writer(s): Elie Jay Rizk, Jared Solomon, Remi Wolf Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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