XVXX – Industry Baby (Remix) Lyrics

(Ayy) I’m done makin’ jokes ’cause they got old like baby boomers Turned my haters to consumers, I make vets feel like they juniors (Juniors) Say your time is comin’ soon, but just like Oklahoma (Mmm) Mine is comin’ sooner (Mmm), I’m just a late bloomer (Mmm) I didn’t peak in high school, I’m still out here gettin’ cuter (Woo) All these social networks and computers Got these pussies walkin’ ’round like they ain’t losers
[Chorus: Lil Nas X , XVXX] I told you long ago on the road I got what they waiting for (I got what they waiting for) I don’t run from nothing, dog Get your soldiers, tell ’em I ain’t layin’ low (Bitch, I ain’t runnin’ from nowhere) You was never really rooting for me anyway When I’m back up at the top, I wanna hear you say He don’t run from nothin’, dog Get your soldiers, tell ’em that the break is over
[Outro: Lil Nas X , XVXX] Yeah it’s me baby Run it up, run it up, doing rachets Tik Tok Bitches doing dances Rodeo blasting in my mansion With all this damn fetty I be feeling like a CHAMPION! I ain’t lost since I began, yeah Funny how you said it was the end, yeah Then I went did it again, yeah [Intro: Lil Nas X] (D-D-Daytrip took it to ten, hey) Baby back, ayy, couple racks, ayy Couple Grammys on him, couple plaques, ayy That’s a fact, ayy, throw it back, ayy Throw it back, ayy
[Pre-Chorus: Lil Nas X] And this one is for the champions I ain’t lost since I began, yeah Funny how you said it was the end, yeah Then I went did it again, yeah
[Chorus: Lil Nas X] I told you long ago on the road I got what they waiting for I don’t run from nothing, dog Get your soldiers, tell ’em I ain’t layin’ low You was never really rooting for me anyway (yeah, Yeah, yeah) When I’m back up at the top, I wanna hear you say He don’t run from nothin’, dog Get your soldiers, tell ’em that the break is over
[Verse: XVXX] The break ain’t really over Told you baby I’m up next Shake the room just shake the room That’s why they upset I don’t care what his preference is I support the man , he is my friend If you got a problem with his choice That’s cool we can get to scrappin’ That’s how we do things here Choose a side but make it clear You wanna talk, just do it here Homies pressed about his choice It’s bringing out their inner fears Tweeting hate from their own house They Down low, you know them kids This is how we stop we gotta blow it up Shit be getting harder when you closer to the top All eyes are on us now , you know we cannot stop You either with the gang or my man you just an opp Haters be washed like dishes, you gotta make it out the mudd , don’t be stuck in the trenches yah People be moving suspicious, damn you seen baddie of yours , damn she lookin delicious yeah yeah Try me we burn it down Look 4 me , you looking 4 me My default response is “out of town” I’m carrying this Steph curry on this hit Coast to coast in this
[Verse 2: Jack Harlow] My track record so clean, they couldn’t wait to just bash me I must be gettin’ too flashy, y’all shouldn’t have let the world gas me (Woo) It’s too late ’cause I’m here to stay and these girls know that I’m nasty (Mmm) I sent her back to her boyfriend with my handprint on her ass cheek City talkin’, we takin’ notes Tell ’em all to keep makin’ posts Wish he could, but he can’t get close OG so proud of me that he chokin’ up while he makin’ toasts I’m the type that you can’t control, said I would, then I made it so I don’t clear up rumors (Ayy), where’s y’all sense of humor?