[Intro: Internet OD]
Uh
This song’s about to be fire
Best song on the tape, I’m calling it
Okay I’m ready

[Chorus: Internet OD]
Chain swingin’ in the wind, I’m rich and you’re poor
Fit drippin’ like a puddle, you’re wishin’ you had more
Odd Children goin’ up, soon we’ll be on tour (not really)
Fans love our music, yeah, they’re yelling “encore”
I hopped in the Wraith, and shut the door
I got it from the songs, only makin’ more
The lyrics are great but the beat is the core
Made it in house, like a fish, can you tell we’re bored?

[Verse 1: Internet OD]
Quarantine sucks, yeah it’s got me so bored
Sitting inside, seeing no one, it’s a chore
Resorted to talking to my friends on Discord (not an ad)
Watching YouTube on screen share, got an ad for Nord (VPN)
Go to the theme park, it was fun but short
Go to the mall, blow a band on a pair of shorts
Glock leave their heads throbbing, headache like they’re sore
Like I’m Melly, on the sidewalk, tons of gore
[Bridge: 1CEY]
God is here with us like it’s Worship and Prayer (yeah)
He’s listening to our music, he’s like right there
I can’t believe I can say that God sat in my chair
It’s a dream, and I mean a good one, not a nightmare (Satan)
Pulled up with a Glock, like we’re playing truth or dare
Drive by in the clown car, give ‘em nightmares
Breaking bones, I’ll grab ‘em, make it sound like a snare (oh god)
I made this money from Odd Children, you don’t get a share (nope)

[Chorus: Internet OD]
Chain swingin’ in the wind, I’m rich and you’re poor
Fit drippin’ like a puddle, you’re wishin’ you had more
Odd Children goin’ up, soon we’ll be on tour (not really)
Fans love our music, yeah, they’re yelling “encore”
I hopped in the Wraith, and shut the door
I got it from the songs, only makin’ more
The lyrics are great but the beat is the core
Made it in house, like a fish, can you tell we’re bored?

[Verse 2: 1CEY]
So much drip you think that we’d be drowning (Help)
Labels want our tracks, yeah they like how they be sounding (Signed)
Kill a beat, yeah I leave an album frowning (Boo-hoo)
Staying healthy, beer we aren’t downing (No)
Pullin up, top down, swervin in a Porsche (skrrt)
Or not, never know, might pull up on a horse (skrrt I guess?)
Never seen a comeback this hard since the lord (Birds falling)
Talk trash about Odd Children, pull up with our swords (or a gun you don’t know)

[Chorus: Internet OD]
Chain swingin’ in the wind, I’m rich and you’re poor
Fit drippin’ like a puddle, you’re wishin’ you had more
Odd Children goin’ up, soon we’ll be on tour (not really)
Fans love our music, yeah, they’re yelling “encore”
I hopped in the Wraith, and shut the door
I got it from the songs, only makin’ more
The lyrics are great but the beat is the core
Made it in house, like a fish, can you tell we’re bored?

[Outro: Internet OD & 1CEY]
Wait, wait, wait, turn it on again for a sec
Couple more lyrics to show we’re up next
Up next like we’re the next big thing
Search us up...on Google, not Bing
Make that money, we’re just sayin’ “chick ching”
You don’t get a share, keep crying
It’s some summer fun, we’re having a blast
You’ll find us in the Jag’, speeding--
Okay that’s enough