Lyrics
It's time to make a movie bro bust out the tripod/
Mama said we bout to run out of Tide Pods/
Have me coughing and surging/
Until I'm off to a surgeon/
Because I got a fuckin belly full of laundry detergent/
Ayo my girlfriend put Xanax inside her Tampax/
And by the way fuck Denzel, he can't act/
And Tupac he can't rap/
I think you need to write your thoughts on a damn pad/
Till you get some fan mail filled with some anthrax/
Watch me kick this bitch/
And fuckin slit his wrist/
Until he's looking at the sky screaming 6-6-6, shit/
I don't mean to be mean/
But I say what I want/
And I mean what I mean/
I don't talk about bullshit preaching a dream/
I don't talk about cool shit molly n lean/
I'm not a role model kid's ain't copying me//
All these little kids/
They wanna be just like you/
You think you cool/
But I think you being lied to/
We can see right through/
Yeah, we can see right through you/
All you do is talk/
Say you standing for a cause/
But when it comes to taking action/
You ain't planning it at all/
Nah, you ain't planning it at all/
You like drugs? (you like drugs?)
You like lean? (you like lean?)
Bet you die at seventeen/
Sipping some Promethazine/
Bragging how your whip is clean/
And you crash!
Talking how you real as fuck!
But really you as green as the cash/
Like a fiend with a rash/
And you need a fucking fix just to breathe and relax/
I can see cuz you act like a true fiend/
Posted all in pictures on your Instagram news feed/ (Woo)
Every night I got to sleep I die and wake up it's a new me/
You don't like me now then come and see me in a few weeks/
Yeah, come and see me in a few/
Cuz I'm feeding you the truth/
All that shit that you be rapping bout ain't even what you do/
That ain't even what you do/
Telling kids to kill each other but you leave it in the booth/
Pop a couple pills and repeat it to the youth/
Now we got whole cities of dope fiends//
All these little kids/
They wanna be just like you/
You think you cool/
But I think you being lied to/
We can see right through/
Yeah, we can see right through you/
All you do is talk/
Say you standing for a cause/
But when it comes to taking action/
You ain't planning it at all/
Nah, you ain't planning it at all/
(Stand Back)
Yo I'm sick of damn hacks who can't rap/
With fans packed to the damn back/
Who ransacked some Xanax/
Out of Mom's purse/
She uses for cramps/
If you had on opportunity/
You're losing your chance/
Your life ain't even kicked ya/
But you getting bruised in advance/
It's life or death when your choosing your stance/
I'm not confused in a trance/
I know you're moving a brand/
But you're a role model homie stop abusing your fans//
All these little kids/
They wanna be just like you/
You think you cool/
But I think you being lied to/
We can see right through/
Yeah, we can see right through you/
All you do is talk/
Say you standing for a cause/
But when it comes to taking action/
You ain't planning it at all/
Nah, you ain't planning it at all/