Watsky - G.O.A.T.(W.G.M.F.M.C.) lyrics

[Intro] Guy: Haha ha ha, that was funny man Watsky: That was funny? Guy: Yeah. So what's the, uh, what's the real track 4, though? W: The real track? Guy: Yeah. That's- you're not actually gonna put that on the record though W: Yeah. That's actually track number 4 on the record G: Watsky W: I'm telling you man, it's not a stretch. It's possible to be funny and serious at the same time Y'know. Poignant G: Watsky W: Yes? G: You have to like, disrespect women and talk about clubs and sh**, like, that's really important nowadays. That's what they want on the radio man W: Y'know, it's a track about, y'know, juvenile epilepsy and I feel like it'll be touching and- G: See okay- You shouldn't have gone anywhere past juvenile. Think JUVENILE. You didn't say b**h ONE TIME IN THAT RECORD W: No, but at the end of that, eh- G: Sprinkle it man. Sprinkle some disrespect on it W: Sprinkle it? G: Sprinkle a little disrespect on it. There's no disrespect on the record, it's too nice You need to have the big f**ing gla**es, a funny hat, where's your T-Pain effect? I want you to go back, go home, and write a better song with more b**hes, f** more peoples'... mothers. and sisters. and brothers. and grandmothers and sh** Then come back here, and we'll talk W: Lemme bounce with the beat for a second. No h*mo [Verse] Uhm, yeah. Whoo ! Get in bed like I'm at war Make your vagina more than kinda sore I'm hung like a dinosaur sh** your hymen tor You're busted You never grew up like a Toys R Us kid I'm well-adjusted like jock strap crutches Bang my old teachers while the preschool watches Met a slow girl, I was f**ing her fast Had some tight old p**y and got stuck in the PAASSSTTTT I molest old age, Grab the best old babe, in a breast hold babe Is your chest cold babe? Are those b**bs your goosebumps? Hey sugar tits, can a pimp have two lumps? Measure my heart prick, whatever the night I use my dick as a yardstick to measure my height! I'm healing myself, I have a hole in my pocket And I'm feeling myself I'm like WuTang, your arts cookie cutter like a Warhol soup can The rapper who can destroy mere humans f** your facelift, f** your played whip I built a spaceship, to ride in while you're crusing Earth Lampooning all the aliens that emcee in the Universe! The ten best rappers is a list of me I exist to be, the greatest rapper in history Built a time machine from Flava's clock and a saddle Taught Plato to rap, then kicked his a** in a battle I'm the best rapper alive That gets mistaken for Michael Cera everywhere he drives fu*k MICHAEL CERA You weren't so super bad When I was writing and You were running around Rodeo yelling "Who's your dad?" UH! Man, f** this