food house, Gupi, Fraxiom — mos thoser

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Hey Spencer, this is Lieutenant with Berklee College police
Ah, yeah, I need to speak with you, either on the phone or in person
Um, the school monitored a disturbing, um
Tweet between you and Frax

(This is Mos Thoser)

I feel like a hot pink bitch named Breakfast (yeah)
‘Boutta make a Girls Gone Wild spinoff called Twink Gone Reckless, they wanna
(Bing-bing-bong)
Take pics ’cause I made this fit and necklace
Layer of smog around me, I hold double King Palm ambidextrous

Kids distracted
Listen to me while in class, I feel like Tetris
Themboification
Poison your mind and body, I’m asbestos
If you see somebody with dyed hair
Who smells like weed and does not care
And they listen to snare
That’s how you know that they infected with that

New world order
No more gods, only SOPHIE
Y’all know God is trans
So let’s pray to her and stream Trophy
Tonight let’s do shit that gets us in cringe comps
Make some new behaviors that straight people will infringe on

Tonight, let’s do shit that gets us in cringe comps
Make some new behaviors that straight people will infringe on

I just want you to see, I just want you to see
The way we drag a bunch of people into lunacy
Tonight, no freakin’ out, don’t check my bank account
Don’t check my grades right now, just go insane right now

And Micah just told me I’m poggers
I thought someone else was sellin’ tabs and poppers
Now I’m running through the streets like I am Frogger
Everything I do, attention from these bloggers, I go home

POV (POV)
You’re an icon ’cause you’re me
Think about how many people know they’re gay because of me
Got that F-R-umlaut-H, my whole crew gettin’ guzzly
Grab your man, he’s trying to roleplay on me all snuggly

Restrain
Before he piss me off too much and I complain
You’ll never get that fucking tarnish off your name
You fuck with me, you’ll have to find a different space
Stay in your place
Get out my face

I just want you to see, I just want you to see
The way we drag a bunch of people into lunacy
Tonight, no freakin’ out, don’t check my bank account
Don’t check my grades right now, just go insane right now

25, 25 minutes ’til I go on stage
Warm the crowd up, tell ’em play nightcore Beyoncé
Smoke in a dark green room like a séance, ayy
Almost okay

But someone here gives me a rude vibe
Vineyard Vines on, I bet you listen to Maroon 5
You wanna have a conversation ’bout my whole life
I could talk, but I gotta go
They bark and pantin’ for me, that’s that Dog Show

I just want you to see, I just want you to see
The way we drag a bunch of people into lunacy
Tonight, no freakin’ now, don’t check my bank account
Don’t check my grades right now, just go insane right now

Sane right now, sane right now
Sane right now, sane right now
Sane right now, sane right now
Sane right now, sane right now
Sane right now, sane right now
Sane right now, sane right now
Sane right now, sane right now
Sane right now, sane right now

Now, now, now, now, now, now-now-now-now-now-now
Now, now, now, now, now, now-now-now-now-now-now
Now, now, now, now, now-now-now-now-now-now
Now, now, now, now, now, now-now-now-now-now-now
Now, now, now, now, now, now-now-now-now-now-now

(Can Gupi turn the-)

Give a fuck what my schedule says
I won’t give a fuck ’til I’m fucking dead
Give a fuck what my schedule says
Fuck Notch, fuck Musk, and I’ll piss on Zedd
Give a fuck what my schedule says
I won’t give a fuck ’til I’m fucking dead
Give a fuck what my schedule says-

Um, it’s best you call me, uh, so we can stop this, okay?