Songtexte BOO - USNA

I don't doubt myself when I get in my head
When I get in my head, when I get in my
I'm just feeling myself, no, I don't get stressed
No, I don't get stressed, no, I don't get

I don't doubt myself when I get in my head
When I get in my head, when I get in my
I'm just feeling myself, no, I don't get stressed
No, I don't get stressed, no, I don't get
(Shut up, shut up, shut the fuck up, it's not funny)

I wish my cook clean like Dyson
I wish I was white like Tyson
And I wish I was a Mac
I wish I could create like Tyler
I wish I was a fighter
I wish I had a night rider

I wish I could be like Beyoncé
Wish I stacked threes like André
I wish I was Kanye
Never see me sipping Henny
I ain't Kung-Fu like Kenny
But I make it look sexy

Wish I was the motherfucker like Doom
Wish I had a lover like Charlie in my room
Wish I was Blond like Frank O.
Wish I was Ginger like Hampton
Hanging two chains to my ankles
Beam me up Scotty like Astro
Wish I was Tino with the afro
They ain't got no clue like blue
My cloud size nine, like my shoes
And I make it look good
Boy, I make it look sexy

I don't doubt myself when I get in my head
When I get in my head, when I get in my
I'm just feeling myself, no, I don't get stressed
No, I don't get stressed, no, I don't get

I don't doubt myself when I get in my head
When I get in my head, when I get in my
I'm just feeling myself, no, I don't get stressed
No, I don't get stressed, no, I don't get

Boy, this shit gon' make me wild
Like two plus two gon' equal five, yeah
Boy, this shit's like do-or-die, yeah
Keep on dancin' don't stop that vibe, yeah
Boy, this shit gon' make me wild
Like two plus two gon' equal five, yeah
Boy, this shit's like do-or-die, yeah
Keep on dancin' don't stop that vibe

Hey, hey, yeah, I just wanna eat this beat just like cake
I could never stay, running in place
They would never put this suit with my case
Like they just wanna hate my race

Lemonade on my fuckin' bedside
How I keep it fresh like
Livin' out my best life
Every day, I dress nice
Say it with my chest like
Never settle less
I barely get impressed by
Cheaters and the rest like

Jay with his sex life
Switch up 'cause the vest tight
Change clothes like it's West-side
Still fly on the test flight
Flier on the next night
And the next night, yeah
Do you create like Tyler?
Nah, I make my shit way tighter (uh)
Are you cool, like Frozone?
Nah, I keep my shit hot like the ozone

Is your money up?
Are your O's low?
You know without me
There'd be no show
'Cause I'm a pop star
But it's not nice
If I'm a Spice Girl
Then I'm Westlife

I don't doubt myself when I get in my head
When I get in my head, when I get in my
I'm just feeling myself, no, I don't get stressed
No, I don't get stressed, no, I don't get

I don't doubt myself when I get in my head
When I get in my head, when I get in my
I'm just feeling myself, no, I don't get stressed
No, I don't get stressed, no, I don't get

Tell your daddy's ex-wife to - me on the next night
She's just got the - that's lookin' like a wet wipe
- was so lemony
- was so - fresh
That - just take like a - bowl of rice