Testo Loser - ArrDee
Testo della canzone Loser (ArrDee), tratta dall'album Loser
That's JJ
Ah, I keep sayin' this guy
(Fuckin' hate him, man, he's so annoying)
(You've gotta stop, stop, stop)
(Stop, stop, stop)
(Stop, stop, stop)
What a loser, when's he gonna lose?
How much more's he gonna do?
Why's he always got a point to prove? Like
Have you seen the way he moves?
Bruv, he's gonna lose soon, he's a loser
Bruh, I can't wait until he lose, fuckin' loser
Anyone could do what he do
I could be in his shoes, it wouldn't be an issue
Everybody needs to move on from this shit
Yute, I hate him, always winnin', like
When's he gonna lose?
Who gassed this kid to think his tracks are sick?
Givin' plaques and shit and lettin' Maxwell lick (Prick)
He wouldn't have no chicks without that bluе tick (Done)
He ain't bad, he's a prick and he's five-foot-six
Always breathin' down the mic еvery time he spits (Ayy, ayy)
Bruv, I cringe to my core every time he talks (Uh)
Kinda kid who robbed stores back in primary school (Shrek)
Little BTEC, he ain't at least aged his tool (Haha)
He ain't won no awards, can't wait to see an end to him
Imagine bein' friends with him (Fuck that)
If I was his mate, I'd tell him straight
"You ain't meant for this" (Nope)
You've had your little shine now (Nope)
You should make amends with it, gettin' on my last nerve (Uh)
He ain't got bars, he just parties and clarks birds
Flies 'round the world first class with his arms dirt
Stays in the charts forever thinkin'
He's fuckin' sick, little prick (Argh)
What a loser, when's he gonna lose? (Woo)
How much more's he gonna do? (How much?)
Why's he always got a point to prove? Like
Have you seen the way he moves?
Bruv, he's gonna lose soon, he's a loser (Loser)
Bruh, I can't wait until he lose, fuckin' loser
Anyone could do what he do
I could be in his shoes, it wouldn't be an issue (Haha)
Everybody needs to move on from this shit
Yute, I hate him, always winnin', like
When's he gonna lose?
Little one-hit wonder (Haha), extra small jumper (Haha)
Out the scene, let him cut through, he's a blunder
Savviest they come but his missus is a munter (Yeah)
And he only blew from the magic that his mum done (Argh)
Only went viral 'cause of the TikToks
Can't afford a buss down, look at his wristwatch (Broke)
He ain't got drip, that's why his top's always ripped off
The skinny little twig, he should be keepin' that shit on
My girl was obsessed with him so I left her (Yeah)
Yeah, our life's better now but I bet it gets worse (It's fucked)
Hear him in the clubs and I just can't even get turnt (I can't get it)
Nah, I weren't noddin' my head, my neck hurts (Haha)
Nah, I don't follow the kid, it pops up (Trust)
Don't ask how I know where he's been, I'm just smart
And it's hard to escape him (Uh)
I can't rate him but he's on all my pages, I hate him (What a loser)
When's he gonna lose? (Woah)
How much more's he gonna do? (How much?)
Why's he always got a point to prove? Like
Have you seen the way he moves?
Bruv, he's gonna lose soon, he's a loser (Loser)
Bruh, I can't wait until he lose, fuckin' loser (Eeh)
Anyone could do what he do (Anyone)
I could be in his shoes, it wouldn't be an issue
Everybody needs to move on from this shit
Yute, I hate him, always winnin', like
When's he gonna lose? (When's he gonna—)
Still shit, though
Credits
Writer(s): Taras Slusarenko, Giuseppe Charles Farinella, Jacob Daniel Jones, Riley Jason Davies
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