Luke Larson - God Complex Lyrics

Luke Larson
Back again
You witnessing Stage 1 of a God Complex
You getting paid in dollar bills, I just cash the checks
On my worst day, I'm still better than your apex
Perplexing how my flexing got you stiff like pyrex
I'm just a kid that your parents compare you to
Stacks on stacks, call me Dr. Fu Manchu
I'ma buy a Viet restaurant so I gotta pho queue
Ask Yeezus cause it's B-B-B-B-Bound 2 be true
You got a boyfriend? He looking like Walder Frey
Why he always flaking on your Broadway date?
I could be your +1 just like a Leap Day
Next morning, make you breakfast, you can taste my parfait
You witnessing Stage 1 of a God Complex
You getting paid in dollar bills, I just cash the checks
On my worst day, I'm still better than your apex
Perplexing how my flexing got you stiff like pyrex
If you see me on the other side, just FF and go next
I'm no attention whore, I'm the attention - whore
Fly like a raven, nevermore
Gazed into the future and then I got bored
'Cause I just saw what I thought was common lore
I'm making brown bitches break all of Sharia Law
Asian chick stuff her bra - that's a pad Thai
When I make her laugh, she give me mad thigh
You ain't heard of me? What a sad lie
You don't f*ck with me? Duh, I'm the bad guy
Cry - you Little Albert with a white rabbit
Bye - bitch, I'm busy binging with Babish
Sigh - your breathing is a big bad habit
Die - already you worthless maggot
You say I lost my mind but I never had it
I be getting higher than a motherf*cking astronaut
When I'm f*cking I get short of breath, that's an asthma ride
Missed my date with Catholic chick 'cause my dumbass forgot
She still a virgin but gave up that ass for God
You witnessing Stage 1 of a God Complex
You getting paid in dollar bills, I just cash the checks
On my worst day, I'm still better than your apex
Perplexing how my flexing got you stiff like pyrex
If you see me on the other side, just FF and go next
Haters mad cause my persona five
Born a joker in '98 and till the day I die
Putting money over bitches till the day I die
Who let you lil bitch ass pests inside?
I'm the pesticide
Luke Lannister like regicide
Three times over, I'm death defied
Tell the Grim Reaper: "nice try, guy"
Never did anything that I haven't killed
F*cking life like a black widow on your windowsill
I'm a comic not a rapper, bitch I'm autofilled
But either way baby, we still the real deal
Now it's time to flip up the cadence
I don't even know what the f*ck my own name is
Alcoholic, wee baby Seamus
Flow like my diamonds - stainless
My girl an hourglass
Zhonya's everyday
Your girl an easter egg
James Halliday
Call me an impressionist bitch, cause I'm all about that Monet
Alright I'm sorry
I'm really sorry about that one