SUPER BOWL Lyrics

What do you want?

What do you want?

What do you want?

I want the Superbowl, I'm running the match, I'm jumping on stage like I am a fan It's 2-0

She bouncing it back

Going in circles or running his laps in the studio

With hundreds of raps

Folded his crew we calling it wraps

I'm too - too - too - too

Tuned in right now

Too - too - too - too

Tuned in right now ugh

You talking big when backing your shooters

Straight to his front door, Amazon Prime

I feel like the Amazon bagging a cougar

Tell my dogs go pack for Aruba

Bitch thinks she too good for a Honda, same bitch trying to get back in a Uber

Ye or Picasso, Escobar? nah, I'm actually Neruda, huh

Give me 60 minutes, no Anderson Cooper

She stay on my mind, might have me a tumor

Wifi connected, might have me here too much

Scrooge, I dive in, that is a scuba

I've been on my own

Making these songs, I've been on my own

Nights are decent when I'm on my own

One day I'll have the fucking Super

I'm too talented to impress you bitches with logos

Lay em on the street like a hobo

Fuck is you talking about?

Walk these ends and I walk it myself and my dawg shoot first Han solo

Only Vogue can ask me for a photo

She wanna bow when she see me, like I reside in a dojo

Alien skin, Sigourney Weaver how I weave the Nostromo

Pull up!

What's it like to live on another planet?

What's it like to live on another planet?

Drifting away from earth

Drifting away from

Killed my cell, when I was Dr. Gero

Please no one call my phone

Hang up the line, I don't hear a hello

Need my account like report cards, just Zeroes on zeroes on zeroes on zeroes

Save nobody, don't call me a hero, don't call me at all

The texts are a year old, can't hear my calls when you was right here though

Things have changed

Had my glow up, rings have changed

Married, so what?

Links estranged

Saw the timelines Doctor Strange

And we never made it, and we never made it

And we never made it, and we never made it

What do you want?

What do you want?

What do you want?

I want the Superbowl, I'm running the match, I'm jumping on stage like I am a fan It's 2-0

She bouncing it back

Going in circles or running his laps in the studio

With hundreds of raps

Folded his crew we calling it wraps

I'm too - too - too - too

I'm tuned in right now

Too - too - too - too

Tuned in right now

I'm too - too - too - too

I'm tuned in right now

Too - too - too - too

Tuned in right now

Ive been on my own

Making these songs, I've been on my own

Nights are decent, when I'm on my own

One day I'll have the fucking super bowl