stan fans in new rooms - yvng sqviggvs lyrics
(intro)
oh my god!
i’ve loved your music since the 2nd grade
it’s really him!
oh my god
i love this dude’s music
this is such a big moment for me
just resonates with me on a deeper level than anything else
i’ll cherish this forever!
such a big fan
you’re the best!
(verse 1)
cat’s out the bag
i got new merch swag
my girlfriend wouldn’t buy it and she’s such a hag (uhhhh)
so i went to the site and it started to lag
i almost missed the shirt
would’ve been mentally hurt (oh no)
this is for no else’s insert
i wanna put linеs in your verse, i mean (i lovе y*)
you should pick the dude
who will always buy your shoes
no matter made by who
i would never cancel you (h*llo)
i’ll flex on the fake fans
with armbands and new jams (uwu!)
that leaked on the internet
hope you don’t mind
it’s been 4 years new sh*ts hard to find (ooo)
i’ve been so kind
patiently waiting for my*
turn to meet you backstage
tell me who you hate
i’ll burn down their house
and k!ll their whole state (uh)
sh*t will be real
once you know the deal
i’ll destroy the world (oh!)
under your kneel
(instrumental breakdown)
(breathing)
uwu!
(verse 2)
i really like your new stage outfit (uh!)
i recreated it because it’s impossible to get (oh!)
i like your new splice pack drum kit (uwu!)
i bought 100 copies bit by bit (moaning)
hope i’m not showing off too much (uwu)
by this point you must know i’m better than the bunch (uh!)
you should stop touring and we should go out and get some lunch (moaning)
i wanna see your face while your eating, munch munch! (moaning)
i hope i’m not disturbing your house (more moaning)
you threw me out last week like i was a mouse (even more moaning)
i think that’s pretty rude of you to do (uwu)
i just wanted to get a sniff of your couch! (you get the point)
(breathing)
uwu!
(chorus 1)
when my times off i wanna spend it with you (uh)
you’re my favorite person and you know it’s the truth (mmm)
show me your identity so i can know who (ugh)
tell me all your secrets and i’ll know what to do (uwu!) (x2)
(verse 3)
i’m sorry for writing a 5*page essay
my boss took my check and just finessed me
so i walk back home and talk all that trash about how ur newest song sounds like some ass
no trash or pass burn your cds to ash
got anger issues in my brain so i actin’ brash
give me your attention except when it’s too much
the backlash made me close my account and that’s such*
a d*ck move to do
you suck it’s so true
i hate you so much ur next show you better get ready dude
better get ur guards and spread them here to far
cause i got a glock and i hit sh*t on par
this wasn’t how it’s meant to be
i got myself a family
but you ruined my internet clout so don’t question me
i gotta run so i’ll keep it brief
when they find you lying dead outside of lost lands
remember not to f*ck with us and maybe go reply to your fans
it should be common sense no ones sitting on a fence
i won’t take this arrest you people acting super dense plus
he’s dead now the money flows into the wallet
they’ll stream that sh*t as fast as you burn some incense
they’ll take ur microchip of words and find a way to u*haul it
so next time someone shuts me out they better know who they up against
(chorus 2)
i hate you
i wanna push you to the floor
shoot your brains out cause ur musics a bore
when they press play i go and start to snore
i rather drink paint thinner and bash my head against door (x2)
(outro)
but you know bro i’d never do that!
never, that’s not me
it’s
it’s a
just a*
ju
joke
funny joke
da*
floppy peepee!
yeah
yeah that one!
yeah (x3)
i mean, come on
haha
floppy peepee!
floppy pepepepppppp
haha!
mmm eptic’s c*ck
(c*cksucking) uwu!
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