Bright eye bushy tailed and rollin' with the clique
The W.I. in this motherf*ckin' bitch
Recruiting new hires, let them roll around with us
Put our names down just so we can get the bonus
Get you trained right, cause our crew is the best
The best f*ckin' lead and the sup' from the rest
Twenty-something people and we all get along
We got no beef, that's why we made this song
Shoutout to them for doing what they do
Same shit, different day, but seeing it through
Animosity doesn't even appear
It's like a fairytale with the people round here
I do my job and they all do their's too
Hittin' 50,000 if we're lucky, 52
We done it before and we can do it again
Runnin' hella numbers like it wasn't a sin
Aw shit, I like that beat drop
Yeah, I like that for real
Hold on, imma freestyle on that real quick
Do I got time to do that
No
Oh well, f*ck it man, I guess I'll let it pass
Kinda like the new hires kissin' my ass
Try to gas me up for a spot in the crew
Little do they know I got nothin' to do with it
Yeah, thanks for the muffin, I'll keep it up my butt with your nose
Just clocked out, but I still feel clocked in
Twelve hour shift and we do it again
I don't know how I do it, must be a demon inside
It won't tell me why
I tell myself lies, I work in disguise
I gotta get high or I can't get by
All these new hires makin' me feel shy
I'm an antisocial, that's why you don't see me local
I'm usually with a big bitch down in Florida
Man just kiddin that's boss man Rick
He thinks he's slick, sleepin' in his office not givin a shit
Conor's in the bathroom and I'm sure that he's lyin
Talkin' bout he's sick, bro, I'm laughin' and I'm dyin
He's tryin' to run the monsters, but there's only one they like
So let me switch gears real quick to my boy Bryce
He's not really a new hire, he's been here for a minute
He's yet to learn new places, but he's ready to get in it
At least he shows up to work, unlike that dude named Jim
Supposed to run paint, but he ain't never in
You might be wearin' orange, but you might as well wear green
So listen to me closely and you'll know just what I mean
I have no idea who's honest and who's a liar
But it's not like they'll last long, dawg, they're orange shirt new hires
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Bright eye bushy tailed and rollin' with the clique
The W.I. in this motherf*ckin' bitch
Recruiting new hires, let them roll around with us
Put our names down just so we can get the bonus
Get you trained right, cause our crew is the best
The best f*ckin' lead and the sup' from the rest
Twenty-something people and we all get along
We got no beef, that's why we made this song
Shoutout to them for doing what they do
Same shit, different day, but seeing it through
Animosity doesn't even appear
It's like a fairytale with the people round here
I do my job and they all do their's too
Hittin' 50,000 if we're lucky, 52
We done it before and we can do it again
Runnin' hella numbers like it wasn't a sin
Aw shit, I like that beat drop
Yeah, I like that for real
Hold on, imma freestyle on that real quick
Do I got time to do that
No
Oh well, f*ck it man, I guess I'll let it pass
Kinda like the new hires kissin' my ass
Try to gas me up for a spot in the crew
Little do they know I got nothin' to do with it
Yeah, thanks for the muffin, I'll keep it up my butt with your nose
Just clocked out, but I still feel clocked in
Twelve hour shift and we do it again
I don't know how I do it, must be a demon inside
It won't tell me why
I tell myself lies, I work in disguise
I gotta get high or I can't get by
All these new hires makin' me feel shy
I'm an antisocial, that's why you don't see me local
I'm usually with a big bitch down in Florida
Man just kiddin that's boss man Rick
He thinks he's slick, sleepin' in his office not givin a shit
Conor's in the bathroom and I'm sure that he's lyin
Talkin' bout he's sick, bro, I'm laughin' and I'm dyin
He's tryin' to run the monsters, but there's only one they like
So let me switch gears real quick to my boy Bryce
He's not really a new hire, he's been here for a minute
He's yet to learn new places, but he's ready to get in it
At least he shows up to work, unlike that dude named Jim
Supposed to run paint, but he ain't never in
You might be wearin' orange, but you might as well wear green
So listen to me closely and you'll know just what I mean
I have no idea who's honest and who's a liar
But it's not like they'll last long, dawg, they're orange shirt new hires
The W.I. in this motherf*ckin' bitch
Recruiting new hires, let them roll around with us
Put our names down just so we can get the bonus
Get you trained right, cause our crew is the best
The best f*ckin' lead and the sup' from the rest
Twenty-something people and we all get along
We got no beef, that's why we made this song
Shoutout to them for doing what they do
Same shit, different day, but seeing it through
Animosity doesn't even appear
It's like a fairytale with the people round here
I do my job and they all do their's too
Hittin' 50,000 if we're lucky, 52
We done it before and we can do it again
Runnin' hella numbers like it wasn't a sin
Aw shit, I like that beat drop
Yeah, I like that for real
Hold on, imma freestyle on that real quick
Do I got time to do that
No
Oh well, f*ck it man, I guess I'll let it pass
Kinda like the new hires kissin' my ass
Try to gas me up for a spot in the crew
Little do they know I got nothin' to do with it
Yeah, thanks for the muffin, I'll keep it up my butt with your nose
Just clocked out, but I still feel clocked in
Twelve hour shift and we do it again
I don't know how I do it, must be a demon inside
It won't tell me why
I tell myself lies, I work in disguise
I gotta get high or I can't get by
All these new hires makin' me feel shy
I'm an antisocial, that's why you don't see me local
I'm usually with a big bitch down in Florida
Man just kiddin that's boss man Rick
He thinks he's slick, sleepin' in his office not givin a shit
Conor's in the bathroom and I'm sure that he's lyin
Talkin' bout he's sick, bro, I'm laughin' and I'm dyin
He's tryin' to run the monsters, but there's only one they like
So let me switch gears real quick to my boy Bryce
He's not really a new hire, he's been here for a minute
He's yet to learn new places, but he's ready to get in it
At least he shows up to work, unlike that dude named Jim
Supposed to run paint, but he ain't never in
You might be wearin' orange, but you might as well wear green
So listen to me closely and you'll know just what I mean
I have no idea who's honest and who's a liar
But it's not like they'll last long, dawg, they're orange shirt new hires
Writer: Shawn Miller, Taylor Miller
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