AWE,SHUCKS! lyrics

[Intro]
What happened?

[Verse 1: Big Melancholy]
They done f*cked up
But they gon' hate me for the hits
Get yo' guns up, pus*y, you ain't paying your sh*t
And while you at it, keep on speaking on my name, I might flip
Just strip and let it hit then dip, ahh
What the f*cks up?
Walking through, let my di*k swing like a nunchuck
Put it in yo' face, you can get up off my nuts, huh
I been insane, you can say I'm just a dumb f*ck
Now they press play
I guess you could call it dumb luck

[Chorus: Big Melancholy]
Awe, shucks
Sweaty on my di*k, I'm 'bout to c*m, huh
Ah, what?
Things have been the same and now I'm mopped up
Dumb drunk
I been making rips I know they want to write that sh*t
They need to stay up at they lick
If it's up, it's up, and Glock I trust to bust
I'ma f*ck the function up, I love the rush
And I'm so young and dumb and numb and filled with c*m
I need blood and drugs, I need to feel the buzz, I'm so
[Verse 2: Big Melancholy]
Out of my mind
Chalk 'em up, leave 'еm laying if he get out of line
I been so damn impatiеnt, why I always waste time?
Despite the lies, I'm fine, I need to see the light
Because I'm blinded
Walking up self righteous
I can't see a soul except the ones
I'm fighting Christ, am I divided or am I sanctified
Am I the one who needs to change my way of life or am I fried?
I keep speaking to these demons when I see them coming at me

[Verse 3: ONI INC.]
Ahh
And you know I hit my lovers up
f*ck my own
[?]
And do you know how to fight?
'Cause you joined the ATA!
I'm finger figure still, ayy
Battle all my feel, ayy
Rip them all like Demon aids
[?] like triple A's
[?] always cappin'
See [?] with Ray and I'm about that action
[Interlude: ONI INC.]
Little heart, little gangster
I'm a threat
Little heart, little gangster
I'm a threat
Pew, pew, pew

[Chorus: Big Melancholy]
Awe, shucks
Sweaty on my di*k, I'm 'bout to c*m, huh
Ah, what?
Things have been the same and now I'm mopped up
Dumb drunk
I been making rips I know they want to write that sh*t
They need to stay up at they lick
If it's up, it's up, and Glock I trust to bust
I'ma f*ck the function up, I love the rush
And I'm so young and dumb and numb and filled with c*m
I need blood and drugs, I need to feel the buzz, I'm so
(Buzz, I'm so)
(Buzz, I'm so)