[Intro]

Yuh, yuh, yuh (Yuh, yuh, yuh)

ʎpoqou

[Chorus]

A lot of things make me fucking nervous

A lot of things get me really scared

I do not fuck with like none of these people

I'm smelling the fake in the air

Sneak bitches, they fake and they phony

Sneak disses 'bout me like they know me

You'd fuck me up if you knew 'bout the shit that I do when your girl call me lonely

I smoke a blunt, now I'm snoring

Still fill a cup with the porridge

That would be problems for old me

I don't give a fuck now, so let's get it going

[Verse]

I got the fade for like forty

Vodka, but chase is a forty

They talkin' like damn, I go hard

But frankly, this party is boring

I smoke a blunt, now I'm snoring

Still fill a cup with the porridge

Bad bitch from New Orleans

She call me daddy like Maury

I ain't a father, no Maury

But I'm gonna son you like Morty

Your girl just told you she was sleeping

But I'm in her house like I'm Cory

I think your girly my mistress

She run the dome like a beep test

I let her grip it like vicious

She want me to spray like I'm Windex

Ruby stay hot like a furnace

All this success 'cause I earned it

This shit is not about the earnings

It's me exercising my purpose

You know this, I'm focused

This beat I just hit and I owned this

The shadows, I'm cloaked in

Allow the emotion to soak in

The words all have meaning

Think about shit that I'm screaming

Even if you got to see it

It'd be such a reach to believe it

[Refrain]

Garbage, fucking garbage

I pick and destroy every target

Sometimes I don't think I'm an artist

Most of my ideas come out sounding fucking garbage

Garbage, fucking garbage

I pick and destroy every target

Sometimes I don't think I'm an artist

Most of my ideas come out sounding fucking garbage

Garbage, fucking garbage

I pick and destroy every target

Sometimes I don't think I'm an artist

Most of my ideas come out sounding fucking garbage

[Chorus]

A lot of things make me fucking nervous

A lot of things get me really scared

I do not fuck with like none of these people

I'm smelling the fake in the air

Sneak bitches, they fake and they phony

Sneak disses 'bout me like they know me

You'd fuck me up if you knew 'bout the shit that I do

When your girl call me lonely

I smoke a blunt now I'm snoring

Still fill a cup with the porridge

That would be problems for old me

I don't give a fuck now so let's get it going

[Outro]

Started

Let's get it going (Garbage)

Let's get it going (Garbage, garbage, garbage)

Oh, fuck, alright