When you ain't around
They try to ride me like a carousel
(Like a carousel)
(Like like like a carousel)
When you ain't around
They try to ride me like a carousel
It's 2 am and your boo is
Hitting up my cell
You up? (Whatcha doing?)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Hey, cutie)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Whatcha doing?)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Hey, cutie)
They tryna get it in
Chilling in the cut
With a cutie with a big ol booty
I'm not trying front, homie
That's just the way it happened to me
Got the type of ass that'll
Make ya bus double dutch
I'm clutch bit crush
Silicon chips and such
I'm never too much
Eventually you'll need it
Then we can record
Broadcast live stream it
(We can record
Broadcast live stream it)
F*ck with a queer if you f*ck with a queer
But if not you better not f*ck with a queer
Cause I'll leave you looking like a deer in the headlights
Anyway you f*cking with me better get your head right
Slumpman slumpman slumpman
Fuccbois up to nothing
Sleep is for the dead
I just keep em coming
Oh really now
You think you the man in town
What you think is going down
Every time you ain't around
Your boo get freaky to my album
While they say my name
Nee Vicious married to the
Justice game
F*ck the fame and the acclaim
I changed my name at the top of my game
Some said it was a gun to my brain
Tell Tyler my eyes are open (bang)
When you ain't around
They try to ride me like a carousel
(Like a carousel)
(Like like like a carousel)
When you ain't around
They try to ride me like a carousel
It's 2 am and your boo is
Hitting up my cell
You up? (Whatcha doing?)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Hey, cutie)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Whatcha doing?)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Hey, cutie)
They tryna get it in
I been trying to get you open
I'm hoping my potion potent
My passion been parting oceans
My traction been taking tokens
I'm passing the broken motion
Got haters causing commotion
Just can't stand the notion
That they can't stop me from go-in
Rated as the city's most hated
But still anticipated
Slated as the open act and
Straight up annihilates it
Jaded from a stab in the back and bullshit it takes to make it
Gave the queers We lurk among you
Gave the kids reanimated
Yo battle bots been talking shit
They get deactivated
Kamikaze commie
F*ck your shit up then reallocate it
We the bomb squad
Bout to mother f*cking detonate it
Marie Antoinette
Teen queen guillotine decapitated
Switch the style up
Kill it all kinds of ways
Spitting so sharp
Swear saliva made of razorblades
Oh dang
Bizzy start shit like the Big Bang
Even if I helped you in the noose
You couldn't f*cking hang
When you ain't around
They try to ride me like a carousel
(Like a carousel)
(Like like like a carousel)
When you ain't around
They try to ride me like a carousel
It's 2 am and your boo is
Hitting up my cell
You up? (Whatcha doing?)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Hey, cutie)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Whatcha doing?)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Hey, cutie)
They tryna get it in
Rollin to the lil d
Listening to lil b
Crew so Mafioso
We should be in little Italy
Spread my queer agenda
Tryna make em all remember
Bizzy been a boss since
Eighty seven late November
F*ck the petty pity
I'm killing it for my city
I'm not a stone stoic
But I'm gut rot gritty
The ones that don't play got a lot of shit to say
F*ck the dysmorphia
All that glitters isn't gay
My aesthetic is "how many days I slept in this?"
Why would I ever quit?
Everyday I wake up like this
Overgrown underdog
Off leash and malnourished
Bark bite battle
Feast famine or flourish
Flipping off the fascists
Chilling with Giant Kitty
Working on Bad Bangs
Back and forth across cities
Make moves
F*ck whoever don't approve
When they come to lynch me
Tell em hang me in the Louvre
When you ain't around
They try to ride me like a carousel
(Like a carousel)
(Like like like a carousel)
When you ain't around
They try to ride me like a carousel
It's 2 am and your boo is
Hitting up my cell
You up? (Whatcha doing?)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Hey, cutie)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Whatcha doing?)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Hey, cutie)
They tryna get it in
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When you ain't around
They try to ride me like a carousel
(Like a carousel)
(Like like like a carousel)
When you ain't around
They try to ride me like a carousel
It's 2 am and your boo is
Hitting up my cell
You up? (Whatcha doing?)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Hey, cutie)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Whatcha doing?)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Hey, cutie)
They tryna get it in
Chilling in the cut
With a cutie with a big ol booty
I'm not trying front, homie
That's just the way it happened to me
Got the type of ass that'll
Make ya bus double dutch
I'm clutch bit crush
Silicon chips and such
I'm never too much
Eventually you'll need it
Then we can record
Broadcast live stream it
(We can record
Broadcast live stream it)
F*ck with a queer if you f*ck with a queer
But if not you better not f*ck with a queer
Cause I'll leave you looking like a deer in the headlights
Anyway you f*cking with me better get your head right
Slumpman slumpman slumpman
Fuccbois up to nothing
Sleep is for the dead
I just keep em coming
Oh really now
You think you the man in town
What you think is going down
Every time you ain't around
Your boo get freaky to my album
While they say my name
Nee Vicious married to the
Justice game
F*ck the fame and the acclaim
I changed my name at the top of my game
Some said it was a gun to my brain
Tell Tyler my eyes are open (bang)
When you ain't around
They try to ride me like a carousel
(Like a carousel)
(Like like like a carousel)
When you ain't around
They try to ride me like a carousel
It's 2 am and your boo is
Hitting up my cell
You up? (Whatcha doing?)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Hey, cutie)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Whatcha doing?)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Hey, cutie)
They tryna get it in
I been trying to get you open
I'm hoping my potion potent
My passion been parting oceans
My traction been taking tokens
I'm passing the broken motion
Got haters causing commotion
Just can't stand the notion
That they can't stop me from go-in
Rated as the city's most hated
But still anticipated
Slated as the open act and
Straight up annihilates it
Jaded from a stab in the back and bullshit it takes to make it
Gave the queers We lurk among you
Gave the kids reanimated
Yo battle bots been talking shit
They get deactivated
Kamikaze commie
F*ck your shit up then reallocate it
We the bomb squad
Bout to mother f*cking detonate it
Marie Antoinette
Teen queen guillotine decapitated
Switch the style up
Kill it all kinds of ways
Spitting so sharp
Swear saliva made of razorblades
Oh dang
Bizzy start shit like the Big Bang
Even if I helped you in the noose
You couldn't f*cking hang
When you ain't around
They try to ride me like a carousel
(Like a carousel)
(Like like like a carousel)
When you ain't around
They try to ride me like a carousel
It's 2 am and your boo is
Hitting up my cell
You up? (Whatcha doing?)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Hey, cutie)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Whatcha doing?)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Hey, cutie)
They tryna get it in
Rollin to the lil d
Listening to lil b
Crew so Mafioso
We should be in little Italy
Spread my queer agenda
Tryna make em all remember
Bizzy been a boss since
Eighty seven late November
F*ck the petty pity
I'm killing it for my city
I'm not a stone stoic
But I'm gut rot gritty
The ones that don't play got a lot of shit to say
F*ck the dysmorphia
All that glitters isn't gay
My aesthetic is "how many days I slept in this?"
Why would I ever quit?
Everyday I wake up like this
Overgrown underdog
Off leash and malnourished
Bark bite battle
Feast famine or flourish
Flipping off the fascists
Chilling with Giant Kitty
Working on Bad Bangs
Back and forth across cities
Make moves
F*ck whoever don't approve
When they come to lynch me
Tell em hang me in the Louvre
When you ain't around
They try to ride me like a carousel
(Like a carousel)
(Like like like a carousel)
When you ain't around
They try to ride me like a carousel
It's 2 am and your boo is
Hitting up my cell
You up? (Whatcha doing?)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Hey, cutie)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Whatcha doing?)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Hey, cutie)
They tryna get it in
They try to ride me like a carousel
(Like a carousel)
(Like like like a carousel)
When you ain't around
They try to ride me like a carousel
It's 2 am and your boo is
Hitting up my cell
You up? (Whatcha doing?)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Hey, cutie)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Whatcha doing?)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Hey, cutie)
They tryna get it in
Chilling in the cut
With a cutie with a big ol booty
I'm not trying front, homie
That's just the way it happened to me
Got the type of ass that'll
Make ya bus double dutch
I'm clutch bit crush
Silicon chips and such
I'm never too much
Eventually you'll need it
Then we can record
Broadcast live stream it
(We can record
Broadcast live stream it)
F*ck with a queer if you f*ck with a queer
But if not you better not f*ck with a queer
Cause I'll leave you looking like a deer in the headlights
Anyway you f*cking with me better get your head right
Slumpman slumpman slumpman
Fuccbois up to nothing
Sleep is for the dead
I just keep em coming
Oh really now
You think you the man in town
What you think is going down
Every time you ain't around
Your boo get freaky to my album
While they say my name
Nee Vicious married to the
Justice game
F*ck the fame and the acclaim
I changed my name at the top of my game
Some said it was a gun to my brain
Tell Tyler my eyes are open (bang)
When you ain't around
They try to ride me like a carousel
(Like a carousel)
(Like like like a carousel)
When you ain't around
They try to ride me like a carousel
It's 2 am and your boo is
Hitting up my cell
You up? (Whatcha doing?)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Hey, cutie)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Whatcha doing?)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Hey, cutie)
They tryna get it in
I been trying to get you open
I'm hoping my potion potent
My passion been parting oceans
My traction been taking tokens
I'm passing the broken motion
Got haters causing commotion
Just can't stand the notion
That they can't stop me from go-in
Rated as the city's most hated
But still anticipated
Slated as the open act and
Straight up annihilates it
Jaded from a stab in the back and bullshit it takes to make it
Gave the queers We lurk among you
Gave the kids reanimated
Yo battle bots been talking shit
They get deactivated
Kamikaze commie
F*ck your shit up then reallocate it
We the bomb squad
Bout to mother f*cking detonate it
Marie Antoinette
Teen queen guillotine decapitated
Switch the style up
Kill it all kinds of ways
Spitting so sharp
Swear saliva made of razorblades
Oh dang
Bizzy start shit like the Big Bang
Even if I helped you in the noose
You couldn't f*cking hang
When you ain't around
They try to ride me like a carousel
(Like a carousel)
(Like like like a carousel)
When you ain't around
They try to ride me like a carousel
It's 2 am and your boo is
Hitting up my cell
You up? (Whatcha doing?)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Hey, cutie)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Whatcha doing?)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Hey, cutie)
They tryna get it in
Rollin to the lil d
Listening to lil b
Crew so Mafioso
We should be in little Italy
Spread my queer agenda
Tryna make em all remember
Bizzy been a boss since
Eighty seven late November
F*ck the petty pity
I'm killing it for my city
I'm not a stone stoic
But I'm gut rot gritty
The ones that don't play got a lot of shit to say
F*ck the dysmorphia
All that glitters isn't gay
My aesthetic is "how many days I slept in this?"
Why would I ever quit?
Everyday I wake up like this
Overgrown underdog
Off leash and malnourished
Bark bite battle
Feast famine or flourish
Flipping off the fascists
Chilling with Giant Kitty
Working on Bad Bangs
Back and forth across cities
Make moves
F*ck whoever don't approve
When they come to lynch me
Tell em hang me in the Louvre
When you ain't around
They try to ride me like a carousel
(Like a carousel)
(Like like like a carousel)
When you ain't around
They try to ride me like a carousel
It's 2 am and your boo is
Hitting up my cell
You up? (Whatcha doing?)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Hey, cutie)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Whatcha doing?)
You up? (How ya been?)
You up? (Hey, cutie)
They tryna get it in
Writer: Brian Eley
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid