Under Control - Rootbeer

To many fools trippin' and people been

Trippin' on me all the time

I know what I know I gotta have control

Or I lose my mind

And when I'm at work they think

I'm a jerk but I'm down to get it done

Say what

Don't need to talk back overreact

Homie hold your tongue

I'm talkin' 5 10 15 30 45 50 to ohh

Making moves no need to hurry

I got this in the bag fo sho

Ain't gotta hear your big fat mouth

I'm walking out the door

Come on

They can't figure me out on why I run away

Don't hold me back I gotta do my thing

I got it under control

I got it under control

I got it under

When I'm out and about hang with the rift raff

Ain't got nothing to do

Might kick back at a Wal Mart parking

Lot and sip some rootbeer yeah

Here come mom talking about

Jon you need to go back to school

Well momma listen here haha

I ain't gotta answer to you no

U G L Y you got no alibi

I say

Still looking dumb none from the drum

We bang against your head

So move your feet like a zombie

Thats raised up from the dead

Come on

They can't figure me out on why I run away

Don't hold me back I gotta do my thing

I got it under control

Control control control control control

I got it under control

They can't figure me out on why I run away

Don't hold me back I gotta do my thing

I got it under control

Control control

I got it under control

Control control

I got it under control

Control control

I got it under control

I got it under control