Petty

[Chorus]
I want it, I want it, I want it
I wanted it all from the start
So I'ma just take what I want
From you now, but don't take it to heart
I want it, I want it, I want it
I want it, I want the shit now
I just want it all in the palm of my hand
I don't really care how

[Verse 1]
I just want what I came for
I'm comin' to kill every rapper, I have to, I'm late
I need someone to blame for it
I'm petty, I'm petty, I'm petty, I know that already
Just show me that safe code
Please don't make me jump over that table
Please don't make me remind you I got a short fuse
On this dynamite, shit has been lit from the start
So now pardon, please open that bank vault
Yeah, word around town I've been faded
Nah man, I'm just fatal
Don't ring the alarm, don't ring the alarm
Boy that shit could be painful
I just came here for that paper
And maybe some coins for the payphone
I need to call some more people out
There's no reception or signal down where I just came from
Man, I could just kill off a bunch of these backpackers
No one would pray for 'em
See I learned it all from the killer off
Wolf Creek when he was on Play School
Yeah, everyone's dropping their music for free
Guess you get what you pay for
I think I'm far too impatient
To go back to waiting at tables
Yeah, and I ain't here to take orders
And I ain't here to take orders
Gorillas in aprons
I had to escape though, I had to go AWOL
I'm too high to lay low, I'm too high to lay low
Man, I had a chain-gang attached to my ankle
I'm too high to lay low, I'm too high to lay low
Man, we sat on rooftops before Drake and J. Cole
Hooligans, yeah
Hooligans, hooligans, hooligans
We ain't as cool as them
You keep that room for rent, I am not movin' in
Yeah, schoolin' these rappers
They not in my category man, I just bully them
Yeah, screamin' out namaste
Holdin' a hand grenade, I should just pull the pin

[Chorus (Extended)]
I want it, I want it, I want it
I wanted it all from the start
So I'ma just take what I want
From you now, but don't take it to heart
I want it, I want it, I want it
I want it, I want the shit now
I just want it all in the palm of my hand
I don't really care how
Want it, want it
Want it, want it (I don't really care how)
Want it, want it
Want it, want it (I don't really care how)
I want it, I want it, I want it
I want it, I want the shit now
I just want it all in the palm of my hand
I don't really care how

[Verse 2]
But I ain’t chasing money
Just for the sake of it I got some life goals
There’s places I wanna see
Plus there are quite a few I’m tryna hide from
If I go back
To working cafes again man I’ll prolly go psycho
And fading out low-key
Is not for me bro I’m trying to end on a high-note (woah)
Yeah, they never spent as much
Time trying to level up, "You should get out more"
This shit’s a game to me, best to not play with me
Give me that loot before I ruin your health bar
There’s no time for bravery
I spent my later teens chewing on power-ups
Now I’m so blatantly out of their league
That they call me OP when I’m shooting my mouth off (bam!)
Ah man you can get it
Yeah man you can get it
I don’t bite my tongue
I am too full of venom, I am too poisonous
I got a hole in my bucket
I was there when I said it
Go on kick that bucket man
I am so self-centred I’m the first to admit it
I am petty, I’m petty, I’m petty, I’m petty
Yeah I’m petty yeah I already knew
Here to take it all from you form an orderly queue
I just want what I’m worth man, it's long overdue
All my clothes looking like I got laundry to do
I ain’t dropping acid man, I got holes in my shoes
I ain’t tripping lady, I am not falling for you
I ain’t here to fuck around I am not in the mood, look

[Outro]
So I’ma just take what I want from you now
But don’t take it to heart
I want it, I want it, I want it
I want it, I want the shit now
I just want it all in the palm of my hand
I don’t really care how
Want it, want it
Want it, want it (I don't really care how)
Want it, want it
Want it, want it (I don't really care how)
Want it, want it
Want it, want it (I don't really care how)
I just want it all in the palm of my hand
I don’t really care how