S.O.S. Lyrics

And we just gettin' started boy

We just gettin' started right now, uh

Loose lips sank the ship!

Everybody, everybody hands on deck

You gotta to stop what you're doin'

Get your head and grip

'Cause 1, 2, 3 this is the mic check!

I need to take a minute, to pay my respects

To all the rappers here, before us and next

I'm not here to take a place, no names to collect

But by the look on your face, you're lookin' kinda sus-pect

I'm not your bro, you are incorrect

You need the plug? I got the connect

You know these motherfuckers represent

Shoes on my feet, with a check

And now you see the full the posse in effect

So ill, missed calls from your ex

USDA Select

Just another All-American reject

I heard your flows and beats, they're defect

Rest in peace to my brother, that's X

Big boy, big beats, that's Tex

Before you crash, hit the button eject

I heard your flows and beats, they're defect

Big boy, big beats, that's Tex

Rest in peace to my brother, that's X

Before you crash, hit the button eject

Everybody, everybody hands on deck

You gotta to stop what you're doin'

Get your head and grip

'Cause 1, 2, 3 this is the mic check!

Right in front of my eyes, both wide

Send an S.O.S., as the world is fuckin'

I saw the whole world get split open

Right in front of my eyes, both wide open

Tears runnin' down my face as I tried to stop it

I barely had enough time to make it to the rocket

If this a team effort, I'll be James and you be Jesse

Send an S.O.S., as the world is fuckin' messy

Lookin' back, the Earth is lookin' like confetti

Who's alive? Unfortunately, not many

Flyin' with the jets, you can call me Benny

TBH, this feelin' kinda scary

In space, stars are plenty

Can't die and come back, like Kenny

Nothin' left but to fly, real steady

Palms on the wheel, gettin' real sweaty

Flyin' through confetti, shit's real deadly

I woke up to the truth, it's real heavy