Kwik Trip Songtext

Every day's long and it only gets worse
I guess I'ma just wait my turn

Wake up, what I'm gonna make of myself?
It's another day, gotta spend it well
I'ma just take my L
How many more 'til I hate myself?
Uh, had to learn to take my L
Been three weeks, didn't take that well
I swear that it felt like Hell
Waiting all day just to hear that bell
I threw every penny in the well
Turns out I gotta do it myself (Do it myself)
I'll do it all my, I'll do it all my
I'll do it all my, I'll do it all my
I'll do it all myself (I go, I go)

Mm, ah (Okay, okay)
Ah, can't hang 'round if you waste my time (My time)
Ah, I won't stop 'til the brakes fall off (Off, off)
Yessir, yessir
I need you in the passenger
You're a prize, you're a Pulitzer
Let's let go of the past, I'm sure
I'm sure (You sure?), I'm sure (Uh, uh)
I'ma keep going even though it hurts
Every day's long and it only gets worse
I guess I'ma just wait my turn

You know I pull up with the beep like a notification
Pull up with my army, not talking Salvation
You know I'll be waiting, you know I'll be patient
You know I'll be waiting for your confirmation (Yeah, yeah)
Mysterious, I'm cryptic
I'ma take a fit pic inside of Kwik Trip
Crowd singing my songs like a lip sync
Fitted up, Slick Rick, 'cause my ice is bling, bling
I go, I go, mm-mm
Mm-mm

Yeah, every day's long, but I gotta make the most of it
And when I get a burger, gotta get some ranch in it
Me and Lightris, you know that we going crazy with it
St. Paul, Minnesota, me and bro like twin cities
Yeah, pull up to the party, gettin' litty
Do that dance, you know that we gettin' jiggy
Gotta make ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty (Yeah)
Do that dance, you know that we getting jiggy

Yeah, yeah, you know that we getting jiggy
Uh, yeah, you know that we getting jiggy
Yeah, yeah, you know that we—
Yeah, you know that we—
Yeah, you know that we—
Yeah
You know I rock out on stage
Why do you mention it? Know your place
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, ayy
I don't know your name, uh, I don't know your face

You know I pull up with the beep like a notification
Pull up with my army, not talking Salvation
You know I'll be waiting, you know I'll be patient
You know I'll be waiting for your confirmation (Yeah, yeah)
M-m-mysterious, I'm cryptic
I'ma take a fit pic inside of Kwik Trip
Crowd singing my songs like a lip sync
Fitted up, Slick Rick, 'cause my ice is bling bling

Yes-yessir, yessir
I need you in the passeng-passenger
You're a prize, you're a Pulitz-Pulitzer
Let's let go of the past, I'm sure