Winning by Bushey Lyrics
Chorus:
How the fuck do I feel?
Argghhh God dammit IM INSANE!
Oh it's our moment to blow, cause we planned this whole thang!
If you get chosen then get focusing on your own lane
This isn’t coasting, no ocean, we growing by the day
Verse 1:
Oh my gawd, Oh my goodness, let me pause this beat
I’m feeling on like a buddhist, oh maybe I should speak
I really do this the coolest, oh maybe I should be
The newest movement or rudest student, oh time’ll see
So fuck these critics and labels cause only fans will get me
They hearing crickets in stables cause all they had was whitney
Fuck all these quickies and gimmies cause they were always shitty
I’m trying to make it so biggy cause I was always, WINNINGGGGG!
Chorus:
How the fuck do I feel?
God dammit IM INSANE!
Oh it's our moment to blow, cause we planned this whole thang!
If you get chosen then get focusing on your own lane
This isn’t coasting, no ocean, we growing by the day,.
Verse 2:
So fuck these critics and labels cause only fans will get me
You'll hit your limit in minutes cause all you had was envy
I understand and I listen baby, so why be friendly?!
This is my time in the kitchen baby, SO ILL BE DEADLY!
Hahah yeah, SO ILL BE DEADLY!
No need for nervousness, na- ah or Mom’s spaghetti
This is my purpose bitch, ah-huh bomb confetti
I’m about to murder-thus, ah-huh COME TO FREDDY!
Chorus:
How the fuck do I feel?
God dammit IM INSANE!
Oh it's our moment to blow, cause we planned this whole thang!
If you get chosen then get focusing on your own lane
This isn’t coasting, no ocean, we growing by the day
How the fuck do I feel?
Argghhh God dammit IM INSANE!
Oh it's our moment to blow, cause we planned this whole thang!
If you get chosen then get focusing on your own lane
This isn’t coasting, no ocean, we growing by the day
Verse 1:
Oh my gawd, Oh my goodness, let me pause this beat
I’m feeling on like a buddhist, oh maybe I should speak
I really do this the coolest, oh maybe I should be
The newest movement or rudest student, oh time’ll see
So fuck these critics and labels cause only fans will get me
They hearing crickets in stables cause all they had was whitney
Fuck all these quickies and gimmies cause they were always shitty
I’m trying to make it so biggy cause I was always, WINNINGGGGG!
Chorus:
How the fuck do I feel?
God dammit IM INSANE!
Oh it's our moment to blow, cause we planned this whole thang!
If you get chosen then get focusing on your own lane
This isn’t coasting, no ocean, we growing by the day,.
Verse 2:
So fuck these critics and labels cause only fans will get me
You'll hit your limit in minutes cause all you had was envy
I understand and I listen baby, so why be friendly?!
This is my time in the kitchen baby, SO ILL BE DEADLY!
Hahah yeah, SO ILL BE DEADLY!
No need for nervousness, na- ah or Mom’s spaghetti
This is my purpose bitch, ah-huh bomb confetti
I’m about to murder-thus, ah-huh COME TO FREDDY!
Chorus:
How the fuck do I feel?
God dammit IM INSANE!
Oh it's our moment to blow, cause we planned this whole thang!
If you get chosen then get focusing on your own lane
This isn’t coasting, no ocean, we growing by the day