[Intro]
All these gadgets on me and I love them so much
So much
All these gadgets on me and I love them so much
Yungster Jack

[Verse]
Eat the meat off the bone, I'm aware that it's wrong
I'm part of the machine that's eating at your soul
You didn't even know that it was on (Jack)
She asked me what my hobby was (Jack) (Jack)
I said I like to go on walks
I'm making money off a song
Playing with my gadgets, fertilizer on the lawn (Jack)
I'm a hurt bitch with a bag
If you take a L, it's too bad
Y-Y-Y-You're so fucking cap, so sad
U-Under pressure, snap in half (Jack)
I'm a hurt bitch, oh, man
I can't do shit about that
W-W-W-W-Water on me, drying up my hands
In Shibuya, throwin' up bands
Fuck what you heard, bitch
Pickin' at my nose
Picky-Picky-Picky bird, bitch
T-Three gadgets on my body, flowers to my dirt, bitch
I'm just saying thank you, not tryna flirt, bitch
Open up my tool kit
Hey, hurt boy, turn your feelings into love
Out on a picnic with aluminum doves
This is what h-happens when you eat all the bugs
Reach for the Sun then I c-c-come above
[Outro]
(Yungster Jack)
Fuck it, I'ma eat the meat off the bone
And I'm aware that it's wrong
We're part of the machine that's eating at our souls
You didn't even know that it was on
And she asked me what my hobby was
So I said I like to go on walks
Hey, I'm maki-m-m-making money off a song
Playing with my gadgets, fertilizer on the lawn