[Chorus: 6arelyhuman]
I-I-I-I'm so slutty with my outfits
Think you something? Doubt it
Miley Cyrus type beat, I'm climbing up these mountains
Sipping from a fountain, making money counting
Making money counting, making money counting

[Verse 1: LyteSpeed]
I don't wanna text or call
I need plastic surgery to cover up my flaws
Feel like Paris Hilton, I'm a whore and I won't stop
I-I-I need Robitussin and a couple of 8-balls
Bitch, I'm geeked up off a cart, fuck a random at the mall
Drunk driving, going eighty
Coke up in my butt, it feels like the eighties
Couple bitches wanna rape me (Save me)
Like a gem, bitch I'm rare
Think that I came in her hair
Dissipate into thin air
Russian roulette, truth or dare?
Blow my brains out on the air
I don't give a fuck or care
Play my music anywhere
Suck my dick and get the flu
Post your death on my YouTube
Bad to the bone, just like Gru
Need attention, leak my n***s
So sadistic, what to do?
[Verse 2: 6arelyhuman]
I'm pullin' up, and you know I'm stuntin'
Double cup, mix it with the Robitussin
Shut up, bitch, yeah, I can't tell you nothing
Fuck this shit, let's quit all the fighting
Tongues lockin' in, and the teeth are biting
Bitch, hold up, let me catch my fuckin' lighting
O-o-o-o-on my own, and I'm always fuckin' riding
Fake ass bitch, and you never fuckin' sliding

[Chorus: 6arelyhuman]
I'm so slutty with my outfits
Think you something? Doubt it
Miley Cyrus type beat, I'm climbing up these mountains
Sipping from a fountain, making money counting
Making money counting, making money counting