Stressed

(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) Woah-oh, oh (Oh)

(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) Woah-oh, oh (Ha)

Woah-oh, oh (Oh)

(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) Woah-oh, oh

I must be lost in my regrets, I must be down, I must be stressed

I've got like thirteen years of age that I ain't still got off my chest

It must be so much more to life, if I had diamonds and baguettes

I must be stupid, fucking shady, must be down, I must be stressed

I must be cooler than glaciers, I'm straight as the lines on my paper

I must be out of my nature, put that on my Lord and my Savior

I must be ready for more, ready to go, universe spoke

I must be, I know, know, know (Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)

You don't really want no parts in it, only do shit if my heart's in it

These days feelings on shortages and I only show love to my pharmacist

Darling, I've been shady, feelings fadin', I've been lackadaisy

So far, so frustrating, I've been snortin' lines like it's the eighties, please (Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)

I must be lost in my regrets, I must be down, I must be stressed (Down, I must be stressed)

I've got like thirteen years of age that I ain't still got off my chest (Still got off my chest)

It must be so much more to life, if I had diamonds and baguettes (Diamonds and baguettes)

I must be stupid, fucking shady, must be down, I must be stressed

I must be— ee-ee-ee (And don't forget, bitch-ass ****)

Ee-ee-ee (We comin' for you)

Ee-ee-ee (Bitch-ass ****), ha

Sabotagin' me 'til I'm forced to rip the mask off

This lobotomy is just a reflection of the last loss

This body is in remembrance of the last lot

And this lady is too pretentious of the mascot

And look, I got a .22, I wouldn't call this bitch a catch-22

But here's your body back that I can dig for you

Let me live for you, let me crawl inside your body (Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)

Make a meal of you and tell you how many times I ain't feelin' you, bitch

I must be lost in my regrets, I must be down, I must be stressed (Down, I must be stressed)

I've got like thirteen years of age that I ain't still got off my chest (Still got off my chest)

It must be so much more to life, if I had diamonds and baguettes (Diamonds and baguettes)

I must be stupid, fucking shady, must be down, I must be stressed

I must be lost in my regrets, I must be down, I must be stressed

I've got like thirteen years of age that I still ain't got off my chest

It must be so much more to life, if I had diamonds and baguettes

I must be stupid, fuckin' shady, must be down, I must be stressed

I must be— yeah, yeah, yeah (Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)

I got my champagne

You know, I, I, I got on Vetements right now

And I'm still stressed (Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)

Even in, even in my Balenciagas (Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)

I see you in the back