This Is the Hit

I’m a big boy in a bando

Lambrini in my lambo

I’m rocking socks and sandals

Making music with no band

Oh my gosh, oh goddamn

I’m that bitch, I’m the man

I’m so sick, feel my glands

Call me Miss Havisham

Cause we got great expectations

Great expectations

I’m soaking sultanas

That is grape rehydration

Eternal damnation

Is fake information

That train is delayed

And it ain’t on my station

So chat shit

It’s a hit

Chat shit, this is the hit

Chat shit (yeah?)

It’s a hit (okay)

Chat shit, this is the hit (this is the hit!)

Yeah!

This is the hit

I am the boss

Blend an iPhone

Make applesauce

If you were a sport

You’d be lacrosse

Copy me now

I am Bob Ross

I am the floss

You need some dental

I got a truck

You got a rental

If I offend

That’s incidental

Gentlemen

Out of my way as I cross

Pause

I will keep growing like moss

Doors

sliding

Give up the past

I’m Jaws

I am a shark in a fish box

I am a hipster loose in a thift shop

I am a matriarch in the gift shop

So fuck the patriarchy cut they dicks off

So chat shit

It’s a hit

Chat shit, this is the hit

Chat shit

It’s a hit

Chat shit, this is the hit