BLINKERS

Lyrics

[Intro] Excuse me, sir, may I please have some more? (SKOTSKR) Yuh, yuh [Refrain] I'm on the horse track and they proddin' (Yuh, yuh) Bi-bi-bi-bi-bitch, you gettin' sent back to where you started (Yuh, yuh) 2021, still ashin' in the carpet (Yuh, yuh) He barely twenty-one, already thrashin' in the garbage, garb— (Yuh, yuh) [Verse 1] Yuh, rappers think they got swag, it's unoriginal (Yuh, yuh) Never had to scrap before, that's why they send subliminals (Yuh, yuh) Never stepped inside a trap but rap like you a criminal (Yuh, yuh) Yeah, this shit exclusive, bitch, quit askin' what I get it for (Yuh, yuh) A-a-a-a-all my opps runnin' up my streamin' check Callin' me the worst, they ain't even fuckin' seen it yet Callin' me some words make me feel a sense of deep offense (Ayy, ayy) Put me on when it's right 'cause I don't really need it yet (Yuh, yuh) I-I-I-I'm on the horse, trapped in the races (Yah, yah) I was—, I was born this way and I would never fuckin' change it Album on the way, you motherfuckers, keep it patient Y'all bein' rude as fuck, g-guess I'ma keep 'em waitin' [Interlude] I'm dyin' [Chorus] E-e-e-everybody wanna race 'til it's blinkers B-b-bad chinky ho and she suckin' on my fingers You ain't hard, you never been, and you can't see the fuckin' picture I don't—, I don't give a fuck, everybody's a fuckin' winner ("Is this 2018?" I don't know) [Verse 2] This tandoori chicken 'boutta beat my fuckin' ass P-p-pussy talk shit, I'ma put him in the grass H-h-how you tell me 'bout me when you lookin' through the glass? Gla-glass Ran another race, know that shit'll never last, l-l-l-last [Refrain] I-I-I-I-I'm on the horse track and they proddin' (Yuh, yuh) Bi-bi-bi-bi-bitch, you gettin' sent back to where you started (Yuh, yuh) 2021, still ashin' in the carpet (Yuh, yuh) He barely twenty-one, already thrashin' in the garbage (Yuh, yuh) [Verse 3] Smells like shit in every L.A. function Devil in my room, he behind me Talkin' heads tell me leave my team Technically, I ain't even rhymin' Fuck swag, fuck anyone who got it I'm a thumbtack on your motherfuckin' bottom You a cum rag that I use when I'm finished Oh, you love rap and abuse hella women? You a rockstar, you gon' be a fuckin' rockstar I could ride a dumb horse too, yeah, it's not hard Yell rap, I could motherfuckin' sell that I don't give a shit if you couldn't already tell that [Interlude] Stay with us, man Don't go into the light (Agh) [Chorus] E-e-e-everybody wanna race 'til it's blinkers B-b-bad chinky ho and she suckin' on my fingers You ain't hard, you never been, and you can't see the fuckin' picture I don't—, I don't give a fuck, everybody's a fuckin' winner, wi-wi-wi-wi— [Outro] Yah, yah, yah, yah Ugh, ugh Yah, yah, yah, yah Ugh Are you fucking serious? What the fuck did I tell you about trying?