​woosah ​mike. (Mike Stud)

[Verse 1]
I be changing up the crib every quarter
I got tired of not living how I wanna
I'ma make this shit as big as I wanna, yeah
I get lost of my way to the kitchen in the morning
Somewhere in the hills of Montana, yeah
Baby, gotta heal from the traumas, yeah
Mailbox filled up with commas
I'ma make enough to disappear if you wanna
I ain't got no time to waste on the come up
I been changing up the crib every quarter (Every quarter)
I get lost on my way back from the kitchen
'Cause I don't know which way I'm going in the corridor

[Pre-Chorus]
Uh, I told her woosah
Woosah (Woosah, woosah, woosah, yeah)
Utah, jazzed off a few shots
Sayin' woosah, yeah, you gotta woosah
When I do talk, yeah, it's that to the moon talk
I know what I want, give no fucks what you want

[Chorus]
Woosah, woosah, fuck the hoopla
I saw what I saw, fuck what you saw
I been on my day to day, uh
Disappear like David Blaine, uh
I'm talking woosah, woosah, fuck the hoopla
I saw what I saw, fuck what you saw
I been on my day to day, yeah
Disappear like David Blaine, uh