Verse 1:
b**h, no you can't
No you can't
A-R-T the boy will beat your a** with no hands
A-R-T the boy all I do is what you can't
And that's real, real sh** should of called myself the man
Should of ran when you had the chance
Cause we're young and we're evil
But we were raised well
On silver spoons and cathedrals
And good girls in yoga pants hoping we'd see them
And f** boys talking sh** but the f** would believe them
I roll this paper like its origami
We ain't super rich kids we're still kinda bummy
But your b**h acts different when she's talking to me
And that's real, real sh** I ain't playing
Buddy, Buddy on the street but an a**hole anon
You're yourself when you're alone posting sh** on your blog
But I'll be on this raw
I be on this say what you mean cause you're not
Who you say you are
My God
Hook:
Y'all don't really what none
All you b**hes just front
Just keep running that mouth
The words that come out
I swear I can't hear them
Y'all don't really what none
All you b**hes just front
The words that come out
I swear I can't hear them
Verse 2:
You just lost like Romney
You don't wanna say sh** to me it could turn ugly
Ya just like your mommy
We the dopest ain't we?
We just those kids
With dough like we stole it
We O-ville you're A-b**h
We found it you lost it
Ain't nobody talking now
Y'all better run if you're gonna run your mouth tell me now
Or, just keep it going
Keep it, Keep it going and talk sh** with that fat lip
That is how you do it
These f** boys need a mirror
They can't see that they're foolish
These dudes whiling out I don't know why they do it
They're only useful If you're looking for a tool
I'm like Oh my God what the f** are you doing I'm done
Cringe at every single sentence
Another peep outta you I'll make you remember this lesson
Sooner's the better I'm getting fed up
Just about had enough
Trust me you don't really want none, what
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Verse 3:
Man I'm f**ing livid
Gonna waste me this waste man
Won't stop till his friends have to shovel him of the pavement
Like clean up all this bull sh**
Cause we had enough
Safe behind a screen but IRL you are owning up
Man, for the wrongs that you've done
Trying to hid behind your clique
They're trying to push you in front
Trying to reason with me b**h no need for that to be done
I'll be real, real honest I don't really like ya
You're mad
You're b**h is artsy
Revenging with your car keys
Not the only dude with a lawyer
Throw a couple at me
Not the only kids that we merk
We have ourselves plenty
Grab a number back of the line you'll get yours shortly
Yup
Cause you don't really want
Cause you don't really want
Cause you don't really want
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