Pep Talk lyrics

[Intro]
You're a gold getting go-getter
Go get your—

[Hook]
You’re a gold-getting go-getter
Go get your fly swatter, fool
You got flows, you’d think Moses part your water too
If you fold, lose your phone, that’s just your water moon
Take it slow, sib, you owe it to you, take it easy

Take it easy, take it easy, take it easy, take it slow
Take it easy, take it easy, take it slow, but take it
Take it easy, take it easy, take it easy, take it slow
Take it easy, take it easy, take it slow, but take it

[Verse 1]
You’re a gold-getting go-getter
Go get your fly swatter
GOLF all on your sweater, green like “You know better!”
Gals all on your bed, but guys all in your head
The goat every trimester (I mean, not really though)

Forgive you if you cry, mister, or miss
Got five blisters, you p*ssed
Bloody ankles in your new Tims got you shakin’ like T–(redacted)
Knees quaking, not accustomed to the vacancy there is
Got you praying to You Is, or rather I Am
Knots imported from Siam
Tryna take you to Tie-land
(Remember that one time in your Ford?)
No, no, now, you’re lying
Drive Toyota, no Priuses
(I mean, Priuses— f*ck!)
You probably got biases
Your world, your archdiocese
But plebes’ll stay trying thee, eyeing thee