[Verse 1]
You roll in late, cheap cologne
Talk too loud on your cracked phone
Tie too tight, brain on mute
Power trip in those scuffed shoes
Tiny desk, giant ego
Every email, huge fiasco
Call me “kiddo,” I see red
You got oatmeal for a head (yeah)
[Pre-Chorus]
You love your little power game
Say my full first, last name
But you can't spell half my job
Still you talk like you’re my god
[Chorus]
You’re my butthead manager
Big talk, tiny stamina
Wanna scream, I just smile
Let you run your circus awhile
‘Cause I’m the quiet saboteur
Make you think that you’re in charge here
Keep your throne of office chairs
I’ll be gone before you’re self-aware (hey)
Butthead, butthead manager
[Verse 2]
You print charts you don’t read
Steal my words in every meet
High on cheap caffeine and pride
Still can’t see you’re dead inside
You say “team,” you mean “me first”
Every brag makes it sound worse
You throw shade, then ask for praise
You’re a walking HR case
[Pre-Chorus]
You love your little power game
Say my full first, last name
But you can't spell half my job
Still you talk like you’re my god
[Chorus]
You’re my butthead manager
Big talk, tiny stamina
Wanna scream, I just smile
Let you run your circus awhile
‘Cause I’m the quiet saboteur
Make you think that you’re in charge here
Keep your throne of office chairs
I’ll be gone before you’re self-aware (yeah)
Butthead, butthead manager