[Intro]
Is it me?

[Chorus]
Yeah, fuck the fans, fuck takin' phone calls
Fuck videos, in the future 'bout my downfall, uh
Fuck Twitter, fuck Reddit, fuck y'all
You don't like me? Pussy, you can suck my balls, heh
I was crying in the bathroom stall 'cause the kids my age weren't like me at all, uh
But now I'm happy I ain't like you, pussy
I don't ever wanna try to fit inside yo' walls, bitch

[Verse]
Yeah, stay inside 'bout it
Instead of sayin' shit wrong, go and cry 'bout it
How the fuck you 'bouta tell me what I can and can't say
When I'm 'bouta cop a house off this shit, just the rhyme 'bout it? (Yeah)
It's a crib in LA, they like, "I doubt it"
Just took a family of four, maybe five out it
You mad at me in a BNB with yo' D in yo' hand 'cause I got the mеthod before yo' ass went and thought about it
I'm a grown bitch, I'm on grown shit
Just got a LLC, I rеally own shit
Stop bitchin' 'bout the kid and get up on yo' own shit
If it ain't money I don't want it on my phone, b—-
Rappers mad I'm better than their own shit
The broke chick, they like, "She be on that woke shit"
All these Twitter faggots talking like they hold sticks
I'll tell your favorite rapper go back to that old shit
My Reddit want me to die 'cause I'm a homophobe
Rappers hate that I'm sleeping on them, I'm comatose
Trans bitches think I'm mean, so they throwing stones
They stuck wit' me like a fuckin' Y chromosome (Ah)
But I hold my own, they scared and shit
Suck a dick if you want change, I'm the best you gon' get
You can talk about a bitch, off of confidence
I promise you can take the confidence about this bitch, I'm yellin'
[Chorus]
Fu-fuck the fans, fuck takin' phone calls
Fuck videos, in the future 'bout my downfall, uh
Fuck Twitter, fuck Reddit, fuck y'all
You don't like me? Pussy, you can suck my balls, heh
I was crying in the bathroom stall 'cause the kids my age weren't like me at all, uh
But now I'm happy I ain't like you, pussy
I don't ever wanna try to fit inside yo' walls, it's BROKIE

[Outro]
Bitch
Yeah