[Verse 1]
I'd tell him to eat a d*** quicker than Mexicans sprint over borders
I give a f*** like a quarter and 20 cent
At Hamptons with Fred Hampton relaxin' at Happy Camper
It's the f*****' financial aid at Hamptons wasn't relaxin', I'm taxin'
"f*** 'em all!" I'm chantin', don't complain I'm just rantin'
f*** ranking, I'm the best, I'm the champion's chariot
I'm a liar like Carrey in "Liar, Liar"
I'm dirtier than the sheets in the Marriott, Cable guy like Larry
Peter Pan in my youth, f****** fairies
I'm using my tooth bait to get that b****** teeth paste
f*** it, Odd Future some n***s, black n***s don't copy
We perfect, you sloppy, huddled and slightly tacky
f*** a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet
Screw you like a black teen on Judge Hatchett
(?) and jaguars, drug dealers and crackers
Able students and slackers
I'm Bad was like Jermaine Dupri in '93
Escaping from concentration camps with a f****** girl born in a ramp
That I ordered from CCS with some diamonds that's VVS
Like I went to Sierra Leone in a homecoming dress
With some matching pink panties, lipstick from my granny
Sup on my hat like that m*********** Frannie
White, red-headed b**** reminded me of Annie
She dyno like my state of mind, so yeah she understand me
f*** you bunches here, never disrespect my family
That's for my little brother, sister, cousin and my auntie
Wasted f*****' youth? All you old n***** antiques
We go skate, break s**** and eat donuts from Randy
b****** like Tia Landry watching Billy and Mandy
m************ wanna be Odd but you can't be
Sit the f*** down all you old n***** stand me, f*****
[Verse 2]
I guess I gotta be a f*****' hand-me-down rapper
From Los Angee area anytime I'm f*****' landing
f*** 2DopeBoyz and NahRight, shout out to Hype Track
Them m************ could never get rid of me
Guess I gotta do a f****** song with Dom Kennedy
Get these f*****' hip hop bloggers to start feelin' me
Because I'm 17, compose my own beats
Lyrically I'm dope enough to a**-f*** the dude who made nicotine
Maybe I should buy some Hundreds, wear some f*****' skinny jeans
And follow in your footsteps like a m***********' millipede
Centipede, make songs about Gucci and cigaweed
Jerk with my friends like it's some m***********' little league
No I ain't no f****** hipster, mister
No I'm not no f****** Kid Cudi, all my f****** fans love me
Collaboration hits for fans screaming f*** buddies, yo, yo
[Verse 3]
I'm drivin' in a stolen truck, and I'm probably f*****' drunk
Wasted as f***, can't walk it out, DJ Unk
My nose is filled with c**e and my license is revoked
(Shut the f*** up!) Who the f*** told me not to spoke?
f*** everybody here, everybody vanish, I'll manage
Hop off my d*** and make a f****** sandwitch
Everybody listening can suck my d*** in Spanish
f*** you, f***** (f*****' a******)
[Outro]
Yeah, ummm.. as you can probably tell from listening to this record
I was.. I was probably angry, probably on my period
But ummm.. I didn't mean to offend anyone, alright, I'm lying, OF
I'd tell him to eat a d*** quicker than Mexicans sprint over borders
I give a f*** like a quarter and 20 cent
At Hamptons with Fred Hampton relaxin' at Happy Camper
It's the f*****' financial aid at Hamptons wasn't relaxin', I'm taxin'
"f*** 'em all!" I'm chantin', don't complain I'm just rantin'
f*** ranking, I'm the best, I'm the champion's chariot
I'm a liar like Carrey in "Liar, Liar"
I'm dirtier than the sheets in the Marriott, Cable guy like Larry
Peter Pan in my youth, f****** fairies
I'm using my tooth bait to get that b****** teeth paste
f*** it, Odd Future some n***s, black n***s don't copy
We perfect, you sloppy, huddled and slightly tacky
f*** a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet
Screw you like a black teen on Judge Hatchett
(?) and jaguars, drug dealers and crackers
Able students and slackers
I'm Bad was like Jermaine Dupri in '93
Escaping from concentration camps with a f****** girl born in a ramp
That I ordered from CCS with some diamonds that's VVS
Like I went to Sierra Leone in a homecoming dress
With some matching pink panties, lipstick from my granny
Sup on my hat like that m*********** Frannie
White, red-headed b**** reminded me of Annie
She dyno like my state of mind, so yeah she understand me
f*** you bunches here, never disrespect my family
That's for my little brother, sister, cousin and my auntie
Wasted f*****' youth? All you old n***** antiques
We go skate, break s**** and eat donuts from Randy
b****** like Tia Landry watching Billy and Mandy
m************ wanna be Odd but you can't be
Sit the f*** down all you old n***** stand me, f*****
[Verse 2]
I guess I gotta be a f*****' hand-me-down rapper
From Los Angee area anytime I'm f*****' landing
f*** 2DopeBoyz and NahRight, shout out to Hype Track
Them m************ could never get rid of me
Guess I gotta do a f****** song with Dom Kennedy
Get these f*****' hip hop bloggers to start feelin' me
Because I'm 17, compose my own beats
Lyrically I'm dope enough to a**-f*** the dude who made nicotine
Maybe I should buy some Hundreds, wear some f*****' skinny jeans
And follow in your footsteps like a m***********' millipede
Centipede, make songs about Gucci and cigaweed
Jerk with my friends like it's some m***********' little league
No I ain't no f****** hipster, mister
No I'm not no f****** Kid Cudi, all my f****** fans love me
Collaboration hits for fans screaming f*** buddies, yo, yo
[Verse 3]
I'm drivin' in a stolen truck, and I'm probably f*****' drunk
Wasted as f***, can't walk it out, DJ Unk
My nose is filled with c**e and my license is revoked
(Shut the f*** up!) Who the f*** told me not to spoke?
f*** everybody here, everybody vanish, I'll manage
Hop off my d*** and make a f****** sandwitch
Everybody listening can suck my d*** in Spanish
f*** you, f***** (f*****' a******)
[Outro]
Yeah, ummm.. as you can probably tell from listening to this record
I was.. I was probably angry, probably on my period
But ummm.. I didn't mean to offend anyone, alright, I'm lying, OF