Letras
Ah, can't hang 'round if you waste my time
Ah, I won't stop 'til the brakes fall off (off, off)
Yessir, yessir
I need you in the passenger
You're a prize, you're a Pulitzer
Let's let go of the past, I'm sure
I'm sure (you sure?), I'm sure
I'ma keep going even though it hurts
Every day's long and it only gets worse
I guess I'ma just wait my turn
Wake up, what I'm gonna make of myself?
It's another day, gotta spend it well
I'ma just take my L
How many more 'til I hate myself?
Had to learn to take my L
Been three weeks, didn't take that well
I swear that it felt like hell
Waiting all day just to hear that bell
I threw every penny in the well
Turns out I gotta do it myself
I'll do it all my, I'll do it all my
I'll do it all my, I'll do it all my
I'll do it all myself (I go, I go)
Mm
Ah, can't hang 'round if you waste my time
Ah, I won't stop 'til the brakes fall off (off, off)
Yessir, yessir
I need you in the passenger
You're a prize, you're a Pulitzer
Let's let go of the past, I'm sure
I'm sure (you sure?), I'm sure
I'ma keep going even though it hurts
Every day's long and it only gets worse
I guess I'ma just wait my turn
You know I pull up with the beep like a notification
Pull up with my army, not talking Salvation
You know I'll be waiting, you know I'll be patient
You know I'll be waiting for your confirmation
Mysterious, I'm cryptic
I'ma take a fit pic inside of Kwik Trip
Crowd singing my songs like a lip sync
Fitted up, Slick Rick, 'cause my ice is bling, bling
(I go, I go, mm-mm)
(Mm-mm)
Yeah, every day's long, but I gotta make the most of it
And when I get a burger, gotta get some ranch in it
Me and Lightris, you know that we going crazy with it
St. Paul, Minnesota, me and bro like twin cities
Yeah, pull up to the party, getting litty
Do that dance, you know that we getting jiggy
Gotta make ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty
Do that dance, you know that we getting jiggy
Yeah, yeah, you know that we getting jiggy
Uh, yeah, you know that we getting jiggy
Yeah, yeah, you know that we
Yeah, you know that we
Yeah, you know that we
Yeah
You know I rock out on stage
Why do you mention it? Know your place
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, ayy
I don't know your name, uh, I don't know your face
You know I pull up with the beep like a notification
Pull up with my army, not talking Salvation
You know I'll be waiting, you know I'll be patient
You know I'll be waiting for your confirmation
Mysterious, I'm cryptic
I'ma take a fit pic inside of Kwik Trip
Crowd singing my songs like a lip sync
Fitted up, Slick Rick, 'cause my ice is bling bling
Yes-yessir, yessir
I need you in the passeng-passenger
You're a prize, you're a Pulitz-Pulitzer
Let's let go of the past, I'm sure