Testo Click Bait - Ultrarare
Testo della canzone Click Bait (Ultrarare), tratta dall'album Product Placement
Was growing plants out west
I don't need your stress
Man say it with your chest
Don't need to say I'm the best
I got some shit to confess
Fuck the Rolly on your wrist
I'd rather pedal straight into the fucking sunset
All these whiny little punks sound upset
When I listen to them speak it sounds far-fetched
Like I'm 'bout to bartend got the facts on tap
You know that shit pours smooth a gleaming Golden Draft
Take this shit so serious we laugh till were delirious
Always good to stay curious like I changed my name to George
You could find me on the porch sparking up all the heat like a fucking torch
Steady with the heat we gave you 28 treats now were here with the main course
Gallup in on polo what a horse said this shit before I'll apply the force man
Fuck it
I don't need you stressing
I don't need your blessing
Get the fucking message
One in a million
Yeah that 1 percentage
Could care less what you're flexing
Don't you know I thrive when I'm under pressure
Try your best to remember
Who you were before depression
Had you under the weather
Tired of your fake ass shit
Y'all are clickbait
Late to the game you try to copy
But we ain't the same
I found my lane
And gave myself to fate
Too soon to celebrate
You stay asleep let me demonstrate
What it means to resonate fuck your disbelieve
Told you bout the cards that I got up in my sleeve
Now it's time to break away from the web that they weave
Molding minds through the tv
Can't you see
Scared is how they want everyone to be
Say it again nothin in this life is free
So go ahead and take a bow
How's it feel to wear the crown
So go ahead and take a bow
How's it feel to wear the crown
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Writer(s): David Drake
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