[Verse 1: BrivnRey]
I was a lame
Way before I started writing flows
I get no hoes I'm not the same f*ggot that you knew it for
Never mind, that b**h Michael Kors
I was trynna rap, but that lesson wasn't on the curriculum
Kick, snare, rim
Yeah I know you feel these f**ing drums
Coke in your gums got you feeling numb
Im k**ing 'em like Terio
Banging in your stereo
I been had raps, bruh. UOENO
Sorta pop flatter than Miley's Ass at the VMAs
I don't play. Do-Re-Mi-Fa-So-La-Ti-Do
I gotta perfect my flow
I can even spit it fast, or
I can spit it slow
You're at home, not doing sh**
Tweeting your life away
One thousand tweets a day
Corrupt Politicians talking bullsh** on TV just to collect their pay
Welcome to the USA
Ammunition for the mission
I'm making a k**ing
Do you feel what I'm feeling?
We are all damaged children
I got more bars than Danny had zannies
Baby, I'm just trynna see you in your favorite panties
(send my the nudes)
[Verse 2: Sebastian]
Throw me in the dungeon I'm calling out my new cla**
'cause school is like prison and these kids are all up in my a**
They said I couldn't freestyle, I need to start acting bad
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99 problems all gone in this joint
I'm not dropping ash in ashtrays I hope you getting the point
Money d** and s** make the world go round
We live in a colorless world with smiles upside down
I'll take a ? and bury it under the ground
Now me and Brian are like Jake and Finn up in this b**h
We got dreams to pursue we plan on making it big
Don't try to stop us or we'll lay you like a baby in it's crib
It's time to swim in the riches
Except I feel like a Dri-Fit ? or maybe a shark
That's really hungry and hasn't had it's weed spark
He's kinda grumpy
He's feeding off his ? so I guess you can say you lucky