Dead Weight Soldier - Kill J

I’m in it for the art, you’re in it for the pussy

I’m serving real heart so you can eat my sushi

Bend over, boy, smack, smack, tushy

I got a little something for you

It’s all about your name, all about your ego

You’re all over the place, watching, watching me go

See I’m the real thing, baby, you’re placebo

Take this pill and swallow it whole

When I do a good job, then you did it

And when I do a bad job, you’re all hands off

Boy, you do a good job taking credit

But I’m done being that girl who carries dead weight men

Come, baby, cooler

Come along, come, baby, cooler

Jump into my van, let me show ya

I’ve been pounding nails into my baseball bat

Come, baby soldier

You’ve been dead weight on my shoulders

Heavy, heavy weight on my shoulders

So I dug a six feet deep for ya, just for ya

They’re all A&Rs, everyone’s a critic

But you’re much more, yeah, you’re parasitic

Breaking me down, watch you going at it

See you’re a one note, babe, I’m polyphonic

You busy talking smack and it’s so ironic

It’s making me a bad bitch, real demonic

When I do a good job, then you did it

And when I do a bad job, you’re all hands off

Boy, you do a good job taking credit

But I’m done being that girl who carries dead weight men

Come, baby, cooler

Come along, come, baby, cooler

Jump into my van, let me show ya

I’ve been pounding nails into my baseball bat

Come, baby soldier

You’ve been dead weight on my shoulders

Heavy, heavy weight on my shoulders

So I dug a six feet deep for ya, just for ya

Look at you lying there

With your ego bleeding out

My words, they hurt

They’re meant to, I loved you

I’ve been pounding nails into my baseball bat (Feet deep for ya)

I’ve been pounding nails into my baseball bat (Feet deep for ya)

I’ve been pounding nails into my baseball bat (Feet deep for ya)

I’ve been pounding nails into my baseball bat (Feet deep for ya, just for ya)