Lyrics

[Intro: thasup] Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh [Chorus: thasup] Oop-oops, in trouble, mind the details Am I the only one, the only one noticing? I would love the city If only somebody opened their mind, okay Oop-oops, you messed up, thinking about that cash Bro, no, no, you popped it for a bastard What you gon' do now? No, no, no, it's not my fault if you can't understand anything, okay [Verse 1: thasup] Getting outta here, here, my lady wants to talk to me Telling me: "You can't keep pretending this is normal" She'd like me to have Sunday lunch with her family and shit But I'm not made for that kind of stuff, so what do you want from me? So what do you want from me? Got me crying rap tears Spinnin' this vinyl, I'm engraved in it like the grooves Thought the world was gonna feel like a nice cradle But it's wilder than a jungle, so what do you want from me? You're the type of guy who shows up Only when he needs something I'd rather stay at the bottom, ooh-ooh [Chorus: thasup] Oop-oops, in trouble, mind the details Am I the only one, the only one noticing? I would love the city If only somebody opened their mind, okay Oop-oops, you messed up, thinking about that cash Bro, no, no, you popped it for a bastard What you gon' do now? No, no, no, it's not my fault if you can't understand anything, okay [Verse 2: Lazza] Eden, can't find it Everything's the same, monochrome, ooh, yah Tonight I'm flying; the sky will have another star, yah Bruh, we ain't from here, ooh (Yeah), looks like we're from Mars (Ooh) Bro, I wanna stop a train, ooh, just to tie my shoes Got a new Pepsi, I don't drink Pepsi Me and my gang, we ain't outstanding (No), feeling like Chelsea (Hey) What do you want from me? (What?) What do you want? Come on, bro (What?) Everybody around here is too full of themselves, full of "but"'s, you, come here I'll make you feel like a rich bitch Baby, I don't care if I gotta spend an eye � la Slick Rick (No) I wanted to be free (Free), no handcuffs, no bonds I just bought a house (Yah), it's got hands, not keys Go on with your fantasies (Fantasies), spending a week with me, hey If IG shuts down (Oops), you're going on a fame strike, ok (Brr) [Chorus: thasup] Oop-oops, in trouble, mind the details Am I the only one, the only one noticing? I would love the city If only somebody opened their mind, okay Oop-oops, you messed up, thinking about that cash Bro, no, no, you popped it for a bastard What you gon' do now? No, no, no, it's not my fault if you can't understand anything, okay