[Verse 1: Kardi]
Nowadays yo, everyone's a rapper
This n***a's a stoner, and this n***a's a trapper
This dude is a pretty boy, but he look like the Krakken
Authentic as dentures, these n***as just actors
I don't get it, these n***as pathetic
You ain't smoke before, now you do cuz Wiz said it?
And they got the nerve to walk around big headed
Think that you iller for a second, muhf**a you should dead it
My competition is hilarious, b
That ain't your life, you living thru your lines vicariously
Comparatively, these n***as like errors to me
Cuz all y'all sound the same to a varied degree
I really hate to break it to you, but there's no hope
You got a couple fans, but you never gon' blow
I don't know who lied to you, cuz you're not dope
If you're asking why I'm laughing, it's your rapping, you're a joke
[Hook: Kardi]
You dudes funny to me
You dudes funny to me
Dudes funny to me
Fronting like you stunting but you nothing to me (x2)
[Verse 2: Kardi]
(Knock knock) Who's there
(Wack n***as) Who cares?
Throne is occupied, ain't no room here for two heirs
My workout clothes fresher than your new gear
With them tight a** jeans, dressing like you queer
Don't get it twisted, man, a n***a ain't hating
They ask if someone iller, I Sanaa like Lathan
That Sally sh** you making though, I know that you faking
Front like you a thug, your crew is Saints like Payton
It's funny, you be in the studio endlessly
I take months off and you still can't contend with me
You got it, or you don't, evidently it ain't meant to be
Cuz I spit real sh**, you rhyme what you pretend to be
That wack sh** is not me, the game is sloppy
Hear a wack song & make an even worse copy
They ask me, “Kardi, why you so co*ky?”
I tell em I'll be humble when there's someone who can stop me
[Hook: Kardi]
You dudes funny to me
You dudes funny to me
Dudes funny to me
Fronting like you stunting but you nothing to me (x2)
[Verse 3: Kardi]
How many rappers do it take to change a lightbulb?
I'd think 3'll do
1 to do it and film it and put on YouTube
1 to make a song about it with a corresponding dance
And 1 to email blast everyone from here to France
Wouldn't do a track with ya if you the last spitter
Your girl hit me up cuz she said you can't dick her
Corny fedora wearing a** n***as
“Your favorite Carter probably Aaron” a** n***as
Me? I grew up on Biggie, Jay-Z, & Nas
You rapping like you grew up on Ginger, Baby, and Posh
And I can't even tell you imitators or not
Cuz this sh** is not techno, I think you maybe forgot
Yo, make up your mind, try to sing or try to rhyme
And they'll support you now, might as enjoy well the shine
But dudes'll realize all that sh** you say is lies
And n***as'll start laughing in a matter of time
[Hook: Kardi]
You dudes funny to me
You dudes funny to me
Dudes funny to me
Fronting like you stunting but you nothing to me (x2)