This is not towards anybody specific It's just a song about bands*uts And all that jizz I mean all that jazz Showing up in ya blacked out tights Blacked out eyes, actin' not so nice Wishing for a dick and Jack on ice Jacked off twice just to last all night Money spent, fishnet addict Social climber, f** dramatics After them like "Let me have it," Leave your friends, ya f**in' plastic We know whatcha all about Whatcha all about So I wrote this song To call you out and sort this out They know whatcha all about, all about It's an endless game We know that you use your brain somehow Ohmygod let me get a picture That's it, walkin' to the buses in the back, b**h Because we know it's habit Tag that singer in the motha f**in' status Tell the whole world that it didn't happen You look around, now your friends are gone Call their phones but they don't pick up Crying on the curb, sorry little bands*ut But the band's gotta leave
You know, that s**s We know you s** Ohmygod he better not leave my side He told me I was the only one that night He was not like the other guys We only f**ed in the first 5 Yeah, we only f**ed in the first 5 Minutes We know whatcha all about Whatcha all about So I wrote this song Just to call you out They know whatcha all about It's an endless game Of co*k and mouth, co*k and mouth We know you use your brain somehow, yeah Money spent, fish net addict Social climber, f** dramatics After them like "Let me have it," Leave your friends 'Cause ya mothaf**in' plastic 'Cause you're motherf**ing plastic I did this sh** in 1 take The whole world knows you're fake Just go hide your face, yeah We know whatcha all about Whatcha all about So I wrote this song just to call you out They know whatcha all about Whatcha all about It's an endless game of co*k and mouth We know you use your brain somehow Yeah