Dead Weight Soldier Testo

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)