Nincompoops ft. My Favorite Color Lyrics

Yeah, I'm living for the thrills

Trying to thrive and pay my bills

I don't need more than my fill

Step outside, it gives me chills

People watching, Dr. Phil

Trying to tell me that I won't do what I will

Trying to tell me that I'll fall, snow on the sill

Keep the window open, face the cold till I'm ill

Living in the land of the gopher

Roll around, got the grace like Topher

Slam dunking, putting people on posters

I can't jump that high, but I'll hit you with the floater

Paradox, I'm a serious joker

Feeling stoked, hit the fire with the poker

Take my time, my career is in the smoker

Why does everyone want to be roasters

Nincompoops

I ain't for you

Nincompoops

Don't get what I do

Nincompoops

You do you

Nincompoops

I don't like these nincompoops

Who are you

Don't even know me but hate everything that I do

I'm trying to build, clockwise screwing the screw

I don't have time to hate peoples' pursuits

Making big tracks like I'm running in boots

Passion fruit diet, yeah, I've got the juice

I'm making moves like the cast of Footloose

I need the bacon, they need a truce

Deuces, I'm peacing out, not shaking hands

People stay stagnant, dead air, must be hating fans

Got a small taste of success, yeah, the taste is grand

Come off as a comic, but I've got all that they're lacking, sans

Damn, I'll never be generic

Polarizing movement, I hope that I can bear it

They all say the same things, a talking pair of parrots

Desperate for attention, some pseudo type of merit

Nincompoops

I ain't for you

Nincompoops

Don't get what I do

Nincompoops

You do you

Nincompoops

I don't like these nincompoops

Who are you

I came from the bottom like roots

I remember days no one knew me

Now they be like, "You're that one dude." True

I see the side, that's peripheral, I'm being literal

These people watch me like Game of Thrones

Jumped off the porch and I landed on

Pillows and mattresses I got from Bed Bath and Beyond

Why they so mad at me

That just gives me batteries

Look at my soul, I'm on a roll

Bruh, I feel like JamesG

Keep up, on the count of three

Running it, but who's catching me

Hating on me cause you don't do nothing

How's it feel that I do everything? Stupid

Nincompoops

I ain't for you

Nincompoops

Don't get what I do

Nincompoops

You do you

Nincompoops

I don't like these nincompoops