L + ratio + the real zebos fell off Lyrics

I got some numbers on spreadsheets

I got some skin in the game

I take those Ls when they find me

'Cuz baby I'm not afraid

"Oh, can you zip me up?" she said

"I gotta head out to the gala

Shake a bunch of hands as I try to raise a dollar

For the children

'Cuz nobody else will do it

Definitely not our government

Even though that's their workforce"

We take those Ls when they find us

Savor the embarrassment

Something to remind us

That we're not ashamed

That we're not the same

And that it's all a game

Give it back by demand of the SEC

Yeah, it's fucked, now I'm banned by the FCC

Give it back by demand of the SEC

Yeah, it's fucked, now I'm banned by the FCC

We take those Ls with the Ws

We take those Ls with the Ws

We take that

We take that

We take that, we take that

Fear of loss and buyer's remorse

I wouldn't know a thing about

Order envy and sunk cost fallacy

I can live without

(Say it with me now)

We take those Ls when they find us

(I'm averse to regret)

'Cuz baby we're not ashamed

(I will never repent)

We take it head on and we don't complain, 'cuz

'Cuz baby we're not afraid

If I had a time machine

I'd go back and make sure my parents were even poorer

That way I'd have to grind twice as hard

Give it back by demand of the SEC

Yeah, it's fucked, now I'm banned by the FCC

Give it back by demand of the SEC

Yeah, it's fucked, now I'm banned by the FCC

We take those Ls with the Ws

We take those Ls with the Ws

We take that

We take that

We take that, we take that

Give it back by demand of the SEC

Yeah, it's fucked, now I'm banned by the FCC

Give it back by demand of the SEC

Yeah, it's fucked, now I'm banned by the FCC