Stressed Out! Lyrics – Screwyounick!
Singer: Screwyounick!
Title: Stressed Out!
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I been up all night, I couldn’t tell you
You been taking shots, I cannot feel you, uh [I hate you, bigchase
If you can’t hold the chrome, I gotta steal it no doubt
And I need some vacation, tell ma I’m getting stressed out
Invite me in the room, I’m when I turn out
Forgiato wheels spinning when I roll out
This sh#t for my cars, I’m going ’til I burn out
Oh, you got me mad now
Oh, you tryna link? What you mean, son? [Huh
Oh, I’m getting top, I’m hitting speed bumps, yeah
No, I don’t wanna party but I’ll drink some, yeah
750 but I do not get drunk, oh
Stuff inside my cup, she tryna get some, huh
Pills inside my bae, she tryna pop one, I don’t know
Where the f#ck I get it from, like I don’t know
I don’t know
If you here to question me I think you shoulda stayed at home
Warm bed, on my kicks, switch out to my mid Dunks
I’m on my sh#t, I hit you with a fist bump
Yellow Off-White hoodie, like it’s six
Up in zone, on my time, I’m f#cking no chums
I been up all night, I couldn’t tell you
You been taking shots, I cannot feel you, uh
If you can’t hold the chrome, I gotta steal it no doubt
And I need some vacation, tell ma I’m getting stressed out
Yeah
Walked up to the gates of Hell and die first
If you wanna join the clique, you gotta die first
Spend a hundred nights confined if I’m defined with my words
Met Medusa, made her stare into my eyes first
Messages encoded from the crypt, been a century
Since I seen my enemies
Tryna take my energy
Brain matter splatter on your girl, John F. Kennedy
I am not immortal, I’m an entity
Straight f#cking energy
You gotta appear some time, the time they saw my drinks they question me
Stuck inside yo’ preordained destiny
I’m composing poetry, this sh#t is not a rap, boy
You was talking, met me in LA, it was a act, boy
Better stay up in yo’ f#cking lane before you crash, boy
I’ll be down, I see the day, I take it from a frat boy
I just felt my Adam’s decompress again, uh
Sippin’ piss, but she still wanna f#ck again, yeah
Stuck inside my mind, I wanna die again
Called me crying, said she backed up on lines again
Eyes with no life in them
I think I’m just sad a homie die again
I been in my room, I’m back to pouring up them lines again, uh
Remember when we walked for miles, it was seven degrees
We tryna fill our backpacks with Arizona iced tea
Gettin’ faded in my mom’s room, hookah’s with ease
The bass is banging through the speakers bumping Capital Steez
It’s unbelievable, I made it out alive with a dream
Celebrating every day in ways you wouldn’t believe
I’m out the floor, we’re Atarax, she just say she keen
So here’s the toast to all the homies coming up out the scene
It’s a mad world, we all ’bout somebody’s motto
Cope with different vices, I been tippin’ back to
Is Alexis, no consistency with models
If the flavor hitting hard then I’ma drink it ’til I topple
Silly with aesthetics, I’ma make you one to follow
b#tching ’bout my nails, I guess my dick is hard to swallow
You can call me all the h#mophobic slurs you wanna
While the space inside my purse is looking hollow
We got what you need, sound like me if you just want it right back
Sewer, SBP and guardin ripping on the track
This the one summertime while whipping through the map
Burn it, burn it ’til you feeling all relaxed
Yeah
I’ma let this play out
Aye, aye, aye
g#dd#mn, bigchase you killed this shit
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