Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Bodniza
Songwriter
Lyrics
Yo, yeah, hold up
Yeah I might go
Walking on the moon like Michael
Then, jump man jump man like Michael
I'm a sick fuck twisted psycho
Stuck in the same vicious cycle
Chasing the dragon, woo
Bitch, I'm back at it
Hey, started in the basement
Now I'm in the attic
Almost out this hole, I've had it
Huh, who had it
Bitch you've had enough
I been laden, I been lavish
But it's me verse myself
And I'm trapped in
Fine lines, tight rope ain't slacking
Time flies but this jet ain't lagging
Who what why's might get your shit packed in
Man plans, god laughs huh
Who's the last one laughing
It ain't over til the fat lady sings
Ring ding dong
Ring ding dong
Bitch, its been so long
So long farewell
Got my shit on your face
But you wear it will
Oh shit, that's a good look
Oh shit, this a good hook
Hold, let this shit rock
Jacked up on mountain do
Ain't no tellin' what I'm about to do
Sipping from the fountain of youth
Bring it around town, then I poof
Caught the holy ghost like boo
You caught wind bitch, I flew
Real sicko, achoo
Ain't that right boo, true
Trigger warning, I'm horny
My libido tryna fuck on me
Ooh, my ego steady stuck on me
God please, please some fucking luck on me
And lick my wounds
Calm, cool, collected like I'm still in the womb
Calm, cool, collected like I'm chilling in a cocoon
Came out the pussy, bada bing, bada boom
Bitch, I'm about to zoom, woo
It's a bird, it's a plane
Nah, it's sugarcane
Watch my wings flap, hey
Feel it in your brain, bitch
Let your feet tap
Writer(s): Kevin Bodniza
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