Ok, ok, ok.

I go skrrr, up on this beat

Every buddy wanna do it different than me
But I just ignore them and here em as a bee
Every single hater is as small as a flee
But they don’t know that my way is the key
Y’all know I’ve been getting racks when you get a fee
I just ignore them if they say no one loves me
When they go to my music I tell em to leave

They don’t know when to stop, do they

They will only stop if I quit (ay)
But I’m never gonna do that (ay)
I don’t really care, all I know is that they’re gay
I know that they’ll get mad but hey who’s to blame
They live in a box that is made of paint
The only person they know is a stupid saint

Now it’s time for the chorus, here’s what I got to say

Yea, yea I get it “I freaking suck” but I don’t really care so suck my nut. I have
more money then you make In 12 months, now it’s time for me to get back to the run

Speaking of run, when have you ran

in 5 days you cover 5 feet of land
But your still as small as a single grain of sand
Your so ugly even your reflection ran
You try and start up a stupid band
But your best song is as bad as a empty can

So just back of and let me do my thang

Until my people shoot up your gang
I’ll hit the woah while you’re ankle is sprained

Yea, yea I get it “I freaking suck” but I don’t really care so suck my nut. I have
more money then you make In 12 months, now it’s time for me to get back to the run