"Butter (Explicit)" is a song by Triple One, Conor Grealish, Dominic Kim, Martin Guilfoyle, William Gunns, released in 2019 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:57 long and contains 59 lines and 534 words.
Lyrics
0:00Oh God, I don't wanna feel like this
0:03Oh God, nothing that these days won't fix
0:06Oh Lord, I don't wanna be like this
0:09My thoughts, spill up on my mind, no drip
0:12Oh God, I don't wanna feel like this
0:15Oh God, nothing that these days won't fix
0:18Oh Lord, I don't wanna be like this
0:21My thoughts, spill up out my mind, no drip, no drip
0:25I don't wanna settle with the drama
0:28Rip it from my face, you couldn't kill it with the karma
0:30Seven days away but I know seven's a disaster
0:33Seven, seven, you should know by now
0:36Asking for a rollie or a paper
0:39Rock up to your door and make you rip it through a gator
0:42I been with this shit since I was 14 with retainer
0:45Billabong shirt and my kicks lookin' Kmart
0:48(Oi) Bitch I’m gonna flick it like a rhino
0:51Seven days away but I was seven sipping Milo
0:54Now I’m 24 I burn the place up like a pyro
0:57I could spit a flame since I was sitting playing Spyro (True)
1:01I can feel the recoil, got a head of tin foil
1:04Swear it on my jeans that I could hold my own
1:07For a bitter Pete's sake, I should hold a switchblade
1:10But I never dreamed that it could be my fault
1:13Oh God, I don't wanna feel like this
1:15Oh God, nothing that these days won't fix
1:18Oh Lord, I don't wanna be like this
1:21My thoughts, spill up on my mind, no drip
1:24Oh God, I don't wanna feel like this
1:27Oh God, nothing that these days won't fix
1:30Oh Lord, I don't wanna be like this
1:33My thoughts, spill up out my mind, no drip, no drip
1:41No drip, no drip
1:47I feel my bones like butter
1:48Ayy-yay, up up
1:49Still back with the savagery if they want the drama
1:51Still keep on padding this broken heart with designer armour
1:54I’m on that gwop again, spendin’ em so exotically
1:57Head still spinnin’ like pottery, Swear I just won the lottery
2:00I shiver and shed a tear thinkin’ bout what coulda been
2:03So bittersweet baby back it up like a jelly bean
2:06She graduated so gorgeous I had to take the stand
2:09Head relieve pressure cause shawty she do it on demand
2:12Get up, I dreamt a lot inside these silk pyjamas
2:15Sit up, I’m rainbow roading on a slip banana
2:18My liver murderous, happiness never heard of us
2:21Demons I cannot rid ’em, Bubble boy in the kitchen, oh
2:25I can feel the recoil, got a head of tin foil
2:28Swear it on my jeans that I could hold my own
2:31For a bitter Pete's sake, I should hold a switchblade
2:34But I never dreamed that it could be my fault
2:36Oh God, I don't wanna feel like this
2:39Oh God, nothing that these days won't fix
2:42Oh Lord, I don't wanna be like this
2:45My thoughts, spill up out my mind, no drip
2:48Oh God, I don't wanna feel like this
2:51Oh God, nothing that these days won't fix
2:54Oh Lord, I don't wanna be like this
2:57My thoughts, spill up out my mind, no drip, no drip
Oh God, I don't wanna feel like this Oh God, nothing that these days won't fix Oh Lord, I don't wanna be like this My thoughts, spill up on my mind, no drip Oh God, I don't wanna feel like this Oh God, nothing that these days won't fix Oh Lord, I don't wanna be like this My thoughts, spill up out my mind, no drip, no drip I don't wanna settle with the drama Rip it from my face, you couldn't kill it with the karma Seven days away but I know seven's a disaster Seven, seven, you should know by now Asking for a rollie or a paper Rock up to your door and make you rip it through a gator I been with this shit since I was 14 with retainer Billabong shirt and my kicks lookin' Kmart (Oi) Bitch I’m gonna flick it like a rhino Seven days away but I was seven sipping Milo Now I’m 24 I burn the place up like a pyro I could spit a flame since I was sitting playing Spyro (True) I can feel the recoil, got a head of tin foil Swear it on my jeans that I could hold my own For a bitter Pete's sake, I should hold a switchblade But I never dreamed that it could be my fault Oh God, I don't wanna feel like this Oh God, nothing that these days won't fix Oh Lord, I don't wanna be like this My thoughts, spill up on my mind, no drip Oh God, I don't wanna feel like this Oh God, nothing that these days won't fix Oh Lord, I don't wanna be like this My thoughts, spill up out my mind, no drip, no drip No drip, no drip I feel my bones like butter Ayy-yay, up up Still back with the savagery if they want the drama Still keep on padding this broken heart with designer armour I’m on that gwop again, spendin’ em so exotically Head still spinnin’ like pottery, Swear I just won the lottery I shiver and shed a tear thinkin’ bout what coulda been So bittersweet baby back it up like a jelly bean She graduated so gorgeous I had to take the stand Head relieve pressure cause shawty she do it on demand Get up, I dreamt a lot inside these silk pyjamas Sit up, I’m rainbow roading on a slip banana My liver murderous, happiness never heard of us Demons I cannot rid ’em, Bubble boy in the kitchen, oh I can feel the recoil, got a head of tin foil Swear it on my jeans that I could hold my own For a bitter Pete's sake, I should hold a switchblade But I never dreamed that it could be my fault Oh God, I don't wanna feel like this Oh God, nothing that these days won't fix Oh Lord, I don't wanna be like this My thoughts, spill up out my mind, no drip Oh God, I don't wanna feel like this Oh God, nothing that these days won't fix Oh Lord, I don't wanna be like this My thoughts, spill up out my mind, no drip, no drip
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