Witty - Piece of Mind 2 lyrics

Yo, see me, I'm just your regular guy In high school I would never skip cla** to get high And girls never wanna f** with that regular guy They want the jocks or the bad guys that drink and get high And so I never knew how the f** that I would get fly Make a couple raps and go talk about my dick size? The ladies can't get enough, they wanna s** my dick dry But most are fake and phony so I tell 'em I don't have time 'Cause time equals money and fake hoes are worthless While most of y'all are partying, me, I'm probably working Instagramming pics of me and your girl flirting Now I know the answer if the f**ing drapes match the curtains I'm just playing, see, your girl is just a grenade Me, I'm better than these whack rappers on my worst day Oh, you don't like my work play? f** you with a cactus Now what is your reaction? You all are thinking backwards sponsored links See, I have a question, where the f** these haters go? Remember when I first started they were hating on my flow like "Mark, you f**ing s**, man, I'm better than you And when I go to bed at night I jack off for a few Then bust all over my bed and roll around in my goo And have my mum clean it up because I don't know how to And then I finger my but until I have to go poo Ah, f** man, the truth is I listen to you!" Well, I guess that's cool, you must've had a change of heart But next time leave out the things you like to do after dark I use a watered down genericanda fill the next bar like Look at me, man, I'm the shady, you just a fart Sometimes when I get mad I turn on super smash bros And play against peach so I know what it's like to smack hoes Girls on Facebook think they're hot, but they mad gross Tell me again how much you love your boyfriend, now you guys broke Uh, now you f**ing hate his guts, so you f**ed the whole town but you swear you're not a s*ut Because not all the dudes counted, they just put it in your bu*t And her motto is YOLO so she doesn't give a f**, right? Motherf**ers, I'm the dark knight So if you guys are two faced I'll smack you with a fast write And tie a rope around your legs and hang you from the top flight And have you eat your grandma out, I hope you brought your appetite, ugh Nasty as f** when I'm rapping, put a fire cracker in your a** and back and see what happens I'm a verbal a**a**in, test me, I'll send you packing I'm waiting from the 'berbs so I must be f**ing whack then This girl from high school was like, "Hey, Mark, what's up? We all heard your Witty sh**, and we all think that you s** Remember Joe from science cla**? His raps are real tough I don't mean to burst your bubble, dude, but give this rap sh** up!" See, I don't give a f** if you don't like my sh** If you like it then you like it, if you don't then s** my dick Because the meaty motherf**ers are a bunch of dumb pricks Who live of daddy's money and spend it on dumb a** sh**, yo Funny how these dumb fools from high schools to feel cool You may think you're the sh** running round like, "Wadoyohwoo" When really in the real world you look like a royal douche And fall from your lane and crash land like Wadoyhos do Driving around in a parking lot with a blindfold on with a bluetooth If I'm not me then who's who? Just overdose on fruitloops Sugar high, now I'm f**ed up, what you say, you dumb s*ut? Your boyfriend is a what? And you wanna s** on who's nuts? Logged on to Twitter and then up popped some dumb b**h This girl was like 'blah blah blah' thought about some dumb sh** You think I give a f**, b**h? What you say don't really mean sh** So I tweet back #b**h s** my dick I use b**h as sh** a lot in those lines, I ain't mad, I just use curse words that'll rhyme And spend my time writing raps and perfecting my craft But all these dudes on the internet still think that I'm whack Well, if you can't join 'em then you beat 'em, if you can't bang 'em then you leave 'em I don't care, I talk sh** for no reason Hearts so cold, yeah, my f**ing coat's freezing Get used to my face, motherf**ers, I'm not leaving