ENTITLEMENT ERA Songtext
von astrid
ENTITLEMENT ERA Songtext
I′m scared to be alone at night, shit
Tough girl attitude, no emotion
Cold open, ketamine coping
Dope smoking, fuckers try to grope me
Pull out my blade, stab the bitch right in the face
Fuck is you say? Fuck is you say, ha ha ha
Stay in your place
Get out my face
Pardon my language, I don't fuck with chaser
Fuck with my paystubs you might get erased
Cover my bases, take my chips and cash out
Fuck them until they pass out, never call them back
Ow, wow
I don′t even know what happened
My pride's been defined by my anxious attachment
I don't even know how it happened
Spending every moment being so damn distracted
Distracted, distracted, distracted
Faking all your streams, you a goddamn catfish
I don′t even know what happened
Sold out my show, I was hoping you′d catch it
Used to hate me then, and they hate me more now
And I used to hate it then, but I love it all now
I want all the smoke, all the fame
I am transsexual, such a lovely thing
Engulfed in shame and marred with pain
Lost in the narrative, been forced to entertain
Got me rewriting verses repeating the same things
But it feels real good to hear crowds say my new name
I never met nobody from my labels
I just pop up with new shit and collect my fees
Honestly, all of these new people been tiring me
But saying shit like that just makes me feel entitled
Guess that's why they say you should never meet your idols
I don′t like the phrasing or your attitude
I don't have the time or the patience to
Deal with your silly, petty, fucking bullshit
Choke on my nuts or get the fuck off my dick
I don′t like the phrasing or your attitude
I don't have the time or the patience to
Deal with your silly, petty, fucking bullshit
Choke on my nuts or get the fuck off my dick, bitch
Wasn′t that a sick switch
Lighter a flick from a Bic, smoking fat Runtz so what
All I need is two minutes
To show these Adderall-riddled, hyperactive gay kids
That I'm really just the shit, bitch
Every word from my mouth buys a little bit of dro
I don't like the phrasing or your attitude
I don′t have the time or the patience to
Deal with your silly, petty, fucking bullshit
Choke on my nuts or get the fuck off my dick
Bitch
Tough girl attitude, no emotion
Cold open, ketamine coping
Dope smoking, fuckers try to grope me
Pull out my blade, stab the bitch right in the face
Fuck is you say? Fuck is you say, ha ha ha
Stay in your place
Get out my face
Pardon my language, I don't fuck with chaser
Fuck with my paystubs you might get erased
Cover my bases, take my chips and cash out
Fuck them until they pass out, never call them back
Ow, wow
I don′t even know what happened
My pride's been defined by my anxious attachment
I don't even know how it happened
Spending every moment being so damn distracted
Distracted, distracted, distracted
Faking all your streams, you a goddamn catfish
I don′t even know what happened
Sold out my show, I was hoping you′d catch it
Used to hate me then, and they hate me more now
And I used to hate it then, but I love it all now
I want all the smoke, all the fame
I am transsexual, such a lovely thing
Engulfed in shame and marred with pain
Lost in the narrative, been forced to entertain
Got me rewriting verses repeating the same things
But it feels real good to hear crowds say my new name
I never met nobody from my labels
I just pop up with new shit and collect my fees
Honestly, all of these new people been tiring me
But saying shit like that just makes me feel entitled
Guess that's why they say you should never meet your idols
I don′t like the phrasing or your attitude
I don't have the time or the patience to
Deal with your silly, petty, fucking bullshit
Choke on my nuts or get the fuck off my dick
I don′t like the phrasing or your attitude
I don't have the time or the patience to
Deal with your silly, petty, fucking bullshit
Choke on my nuts or get the fuck off my dick, bitch
Wasn′t that a sick switch
Lighter a flick from a Bic, smoking fat Runtz so what
All I need is two minutes
To show these Adderall-riddled, hyperactive gay kids
That I'm really just the shit, bitch
Every word from my mouth buys a little bit of dro
I don't like the phrasing or your attitude
I don′t have the time or the patience to
Deal with your silly, petty, fucking bullshit
Choke on my nuts or get the fuck off my dick
Bitch
Writer(s): Astrid Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com