"resume" lyrics

"resume"

Back in the rag, stressed as shit
Oh well
I ain't sure which whip to pick
I guess
Ex mad, I got x class whateva bitch
No gas, hot pink, I ain't even driving it

Right!
Hunnid on the dash, pink underglow
Light
Baby got his bag so he tied it up
Tight
Lay the pipe on a freak, wearing nothing but
Nike's
Nothing but snake eyes when I roll the
Dice

Elephants scared of me bitch I'm a mice
Made a hunnid bands from the crypto that's a heist
I ain't really do shit, I ain't got advice
Try to get me for a feat but they can't afford the

Price price price price price
Yeah that shit went up
Price price price price price
Yeah like stupid up
Ice ice ice ice ice
Bitch I'm cold as ice
Swish from a three point, boom
Goes the dynamite

I make it look easy call that lemonade
I only count in K's yeah that's every day
Overpaid
Your entire net worth, made it yesterday
Bitch, check my resume
Skkkrt, skkrt, skkkrt

Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Bitch
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Bitch, bitch, bitch
You probably thought I was gonna say some shit there, but nah
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Skkkrt, skkrt, skkkrt

(How does it feel? Yeah yeah)
(How does it feel?)

Ain't gunna miss your fuck shit, ay
Crib for the mom, I bought it, ay
Sipping gin, no tonic, ay
Ain't no label, ain't no way
Sunday work, no Chick-fil-A
Bicep tax'd from lifting ya weight
Need that money, Melinda Gates
Only interests, interests rates

Eat a portobello so she think I'm a vegan
She gone suck my soul up, yeah I need a resurrection
Addicted to the green, think I need an intervention
Teach a class guap 101, want a lesson?

Price price price price price
Yeah that shit went up
Price price price price price
Yeah like stupid up
Ice ice ice ice ice
Bitch I'm cold as ice
Swish from a three point, boom
Goes the dynamite

I make it look easy call that lemonade
I only count in K's yeah that's every day
Overpaid
Your entire net worth, made it yesterday
Bitch, check my resume
Skkkrt, skkrt, skkkrt

Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Bitch
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Bitch, bitch, bitch
You probably thought I was gonna say some shit there, but nah
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Skkkrt, skkrt, skkkrt

(How does it feel? Yeah yeah)
(How does it feel?)


Writer(s): Alexander Gumuchian, David Wilson, Jack Rochon
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