Put em down put em down now
Put em down put em down now
Put em down put em down now
Put em down put em down now
Put em down put em down now
Put em down put em down now
Put em down put em down now
Clock keep ticking like tick tick tick
Now time is up
Truth on the tip of my tongue
Headphones on and my bed feels plush
Hush keep your secrets till I spill out my feelings
Peeping my spirit
Music is the only thing that cures it
Oooo I need to live more fearless
F*ck my appearance
I'm starting my business
Till every day Christmas
Bitch I'm suspicious
Cause acid trips got me religious
I make music for the children
I make music for me
Those good times keep on calling me calling me calling me calling me
I make music for the children
I make music for me
Those good times keep on calling me calling me calling me
Told my homie put those xannies down
Oh oh put those xannies down
Told my homie put those xannies down
Oh oh put those xannies down
Sometimes we are lost no most times we are lost
Sometimes we are lost no most times we are lost