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Stressed

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(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)
Woah-oh, oh (Oh)
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)
Woah-oh, oh (Ha)
Woah-oh, oh (Oh)
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)
Woah-oh, oh

I must be lost in my regrets
I must be down, I must be stressed
I've got like thirteen years of age
that I ain't still got off my chest
It must be so much more to life
if I had diamonds and baguettes
I must be stupid, fucking shaded
Must be down, I must be stressed

I must be
Cooler than glaciers
I'm straight as the lines on my paper, I must be
Out of my nature
put that on my Lord and my Savior, I must be
Ready for more, ready to go, universe spoke
I must be, I know (Know, know, know)
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)
You don't really want no parts in it
Only do shit if my heart its in
These days feelings on shortages
And I only show love to my pharmacist
Darling, I've been shady
feeling fadin', I've been lackadaisy
So far, so frustrating
I've been snortin' lines like it's the eighties
please (Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)

I must be lost in my regrets
I must be down, I must be stressed
(Down, I must be stressed)
I've got like thirteen years of age
that I ain't still got off my chest
(Still got off my chest)
It must be so much more to life
if I had diamonds and baguettes (Diamonds and baguettes)
I must be stupid, fucking shaded
Must be down, I must be stressed
I must be

Ee-ee-ee (And don't forget bitch ass nigga)
Ee-ee-ee (We comin' for you)
Ee-ee-ee (Bitch ass nigga)
Ha

Sabotagin' me 'til I'm forced to rip the mask off
This lobotomy is just a reflection of the last lost
This body is in remembrance of the last lot
And this lady is too pretentious of the mascot
And look, I got a. 22, I wouldn't call this bitch a catch-22
But here's your body back that I can dig for you
Let me live for you
Let me crawl inside your body
make a meal of you (Okay, okay, okay, okay
okay, okay, okay)
And tell you how many times I ain't feelin' you, bitch

I must be lost in my regrets
I must be down, I must be stressed
(Down, I must be stressed)
I've got like thirteen years of age
that I ain't still got off my chest
(Still got off my chest)
It must be so much more to life
if I had diamonds and baguettes (Diamonds and baguettes)
I must be stupid, fucking shaded
Must be down, I must be stressed
I must be lost in my regrets
I must be down, I must be stressed
I've had like thirteen years of age
that I still ain't got off my chest
It must be so much more to life
if I had diamonds and baguettes
I must be stupid, fuckin' shady
I must be down, I must be stressed
I must be

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)
I got my champagne
You know, I, I, I got on vetements
Right now, and I'm still stressed
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)
Even in, even in my Balenciagas
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)
I see you in the back

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