[Intro] [whispered vocals] Quit bitchin Teeth grit Bass hittin Hands up Clock tickin We about to blow this buildin [Verse 1] You got ten excuses I got ten more kicks You talk big drama I just flip that switch Sweat on the floor Heart on the red line You stuck in your head We crossing that deadline [Pre-Chorus] You say "can't" I hear static All that rant So dramatic Breathe in deep Feel that friction One more time Quit bitchin [Chorus] Quit bitchin Start livin (hey) Bass hittin Roof liftin If you came to cry Keep trippin If you came to ride Quit bitchin Quit bitchin Legs twitchin (woah) Floor shakin Walls splittin Mouth runnin? we not listenin Only one rule Quit bitchin [Drop] [growled vocal] Quit. Bitchin [glitched vocal chops over massive bass] [Verse 2] You hate that job Then move your feet This the pep talk Pinned to the beat Sweat out fear In the strobe-lit haze Turn that "poor me" To "get out my way" [Pre-Chorus] You say "stuck" I say "start" You throw shade We throw sparks Breathe in deep Feel that friction One more time Quit bitchin [Chorus] [Drop] [distorted shout] Quit bitchin! [Florida breaks switch-up 808 rolls] [Bridge] Hands up if you done complainin Hands up if you feel that changin Stomp once if you sick of the script Stomp twice Let the old world slip [low vocal register] Less talk More ignition All together now Quit bitchin [Chorus]
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