Attila - Callout lyrics

Hey kids gimme all your f**ing money Got a hundred macbooks and I swear I'm not a druggie I'm on that real sh** now its time to get pissed If you get offended: f** you, s** my dick These b**hes say they got love for their fans But they're fake and lie; it's all a part of their plans The scene is plagued with f**ing gimmicks and lies And you're a goddamn fool if you trust a disguise Even Ronnie Radke talks sh** on my instagram Gimme your IG so I can hit you with a mic stand Send me a letter about the guys that you blew And that f*ggot you bu*tf**ed his name is Christopher Drew How can you talk down on your biggest fan Your career is on its way to the garbage can I'm a multitasking bada** and you're a disgrace Watch me laughing my a** off while I'm pissing in your face Uh the ladies love me cause I always f** em' good Flip 'em over do the tongue trick and treat 'em with the big dick My name is always in the headlines strirring up your kids minds Check it If you hate gay people you should get your a** beat You're a closed-minded f*ggot, b**h; kiss my feet I don't live for tomorrow and f** for today I tried to pray to god but I'm too busy gettin paid These b**hes say they got love for their fans But they're fake and lie; it's all a part of their plans The scene is plagued with f**ing gimmicks and lies And you're a goddamn fool if you trust a disguise These b**hes say they got love for their fans But they're fake and lie; it's all a part of their plans The scene is plagued with f**ing gimmicks and lies And you're a goddamn fool if you trust a disguise Now that everybody knows, here we go; let the haters unfold Start a motherf**ing riot; b**h, you love it and you can't even deny it f** the world! Everyone sells meth b**h, I never give a f** about your problems; read a book and f**ing solve 'em Cry a motherf**ing river full of lies and get attention; it's a pity party Eat my sh**! And I'll pretend to give a f** about it Hey Westboro Baptist f** you too, come and protest this dick f*ggots