IF LYRICS WERE CONFIDENTIAL

歌詞

If lyrics were confidential Thoughts go inconsequential All that you'd hear is me go Na, na, na, na, na, na, na I'd burn, burn every bridge you'd jump from There's nowhere you can run from The things I've gotta say Na, na, na, na, ah, fuck it I hate fifty percent of our fans And the other half understands And to the ones who don't, go cry and choke On both of my middle finger ringed-up hands Forbid my mom wakes up and reads Half the crazy bullshit on her feed She's calling up like, "what you done?" 'Cause some lying fuck said that I knocked 'em up Gross, like I'd ever fuck you? Fuck you In case you didn't hear that, take two, fuck you Waiting by my car in the parking lot Now I'm a bit of restraining order juggernaut It cost $25K, but the creeps don't stop There's no peace in the three hundred feet I bought, shut up Shhh, my girl feels like a side-chick Shhh, 'cause we gotta keep it private Shhh, hate to treat her like a sidekick And hate being right like I'm psychic No pics of us got me sick because Those grimy little fucks make it dangerous 'cause You shouldn't know where she lives or works Wanna tell you to die, but I can't say that in a verse, yeah, yeah Right? If lyrics were confidential Thoughts go inconsequential All that you'd hear is me go Na, na, na, na, na, na, na I'd burn, burn every bridge you'd jump from There's nowhere you can run from The things I've gotta say Na, na, na, na, na, na, na One label said that things'll go great If you don't talk back and don't put on weight You're a little too niche for the radio But you'd probably drive tiktok crazy though Hey, wait a minute I've got it Timothée Chalamet What? Timothée Chalamet, do you know him? No, why would I know him? Agh, loser Would really help if you knew Tim It'd probably get you some spins Speaking of which What if you were sponsored by alcohol? I've never had a drink That doesn't matter at all Just take a little sip (Come on) We can edit it And we'll get you a fraction a penny a click Woo, that's almost a penny a click, isn't that sick? So rich But I'd never tell y'all that shit No, wait If lyrics were confidential Thoughts go inconsequential All that you'd hear is me go Na, na, na, na, na, na, na I'd burn, burn every bridge you'd jump from There's nowhere you can run from The things I've gotta say Na, na, na, na, na, na, na Okay, let's see Verse 3, what do we got? Ah Oh, okay, we can talk about when **** called me on the phone Saying he was going to "fucking kill me!" Wait, did you just bleep **** but not "fuck?" That doesn't even make sense, don't bleep me on my song Oh, and we're fading out, okay, good Track 4