Get up, get up
Get down, get down
You're think you're It
But you're acting a clown
Pennywise but pound foolish
Wasting times the best way to use it
I don't work weekends cus I'm not Jewish
No dog whistles, I'm just a broke bitch

Minimum wage then minimum effort
Rewarding hard work with more labour
I worked in factories, shops and call centres
Working nights for cunts to buy acres
Back breaking, head aching
You meet a billionaire then kick his head in
You only rich if you don't spend it
Money out of circulations celebrated

Skillset latent
Nine-to-fiver, And I fucking hate it
I ain't gone make it, ready to retire
But it's all gravy
Hotline Bling, my Nokia's going haywire
I'm letting it ring ring ring for a while
Cause I don't need a thing
Just a little ketamin from my main supplier
A one-eyed king in the land of the blind
Letting life transpire a day at a time
Gonna take whats mine, woof woof woof
Yeah I bark and I bite son, I'm a ruff ryder

Every days a crazy day
When I smoke weed, it’s a lazy day
When I pop E’s, stay up for days
I’m looking out from my mail gaze
Watch yourself in mirrored shades
Us Boys so hot we making heat haze
And I don’t give a fuck what they say
Ain’t nothing compared to inside my brain
Been talking to myself day after day
Do my star chart, I’m an Aries, babe
Send you a postcard when I’m up in space
Write my name in the stars, join the dots
Downing these pills like they vodka shots
I’m coming out like Diana Ross
We smoking like suicide by exhaust
Win the game, you gotta kill your boss

No remorse
Break and enter like Santa Claus
Fill his shoes with tiny rocks
Tie his laces in Gordian knots
Take the batteries out of his clocks
Spam his Twitter with a billion bots
Plant some drugs, call the cops
Hit him with a hammer, kiss the corpse
Marry his wife, get a divorce
Or you could just, like, switch jobs
Treat yourself, new shirt, Lacoste
Get a new hobby, try lacrosse
Call your mom, tell her you love her