Thought Shii (Remix)
[Verse]
Oh, goddamn
Ain’t nobody fuckin' with the man
Took the dub and I ran
Do it on my own
Bitch, I am bad to the bone
Don’t need a community full of pre-teens
“Going through puberty”
Fuck that, get up off my nutsack
Got a lot of motherfuckers really tryna run back
Sayin' it’s a comeback
Pull up to that bitch like I’m John Wick
Kill 'em with a pencil, lookin' like a convict
Referee Herb Deen, gotta call it quits
Mama ain’t raise no bitch
Rollin' with the top down callin' me trash but I never been knocked out
I’m a nobody, I don’t exist
Writin' some names, I’m makin' a list
Loadin' my gun, it’s a leadful
I don’t give a fuck like I’m Deadpool
All up on my dick for a fight on get back
One thing, Manic, bags don’t hit back
Bob the Builder couldn’t fix that
Watchin' your vids made me chug that six-pack
Here’s some tea: Realisticslly, you’re one-to-three
Inspired by people they don’t even know
Proud of myself 'cause I’m not a clone
You don’t exist, I’ll turn off the phone
So fly like a bird, I’m wingin' it
Your songs sound like ass when you’re singin' it
Spreadin' fake news, like CNN
I just don’t see what they see in him
Usin' my words like a weapon
Loadin' my ammo and I’m countin' seven
I just might see you in heaven
I got the power, Eleven (Yuh)
Can’t deny how hard you try even if I die
Tell the truth even when I lie
Trust, me pal—
Trust me, you’re not that guy
[Outro]
Don’t tell me what the fuck to do
How’s that, pal?
I didn’t tell you what to do
You did, you said, “Don’t talk to people who you don’t know”
I’ll talk to whoever the fuck I wanna know
Nevermind, then
How’s that, pal?
Nevermind, I did tell him not to talk
That’s right, so use your fuckin' head if you know how
Understood
K, you little pimply little shit
Oh, goddamn
Ain’t nobody fuckin' with the man
Took the dub and I ran
Do it on my own
Bitch, I am bad to the bone
Don’t need a community full of pre-teens
“Going through puberty”
Fuck that, get up off my nutsack
Got a lot of motherfuckers really tryna run back
Sayin' it’s a comeback
Pull up to that bitch like I’m John Wick
Kill 'em with a pencil, lookin' like a convict
Referee Herb Deen, gotta call it quits
Mama ain’t raise no bitch
Rollin' with the top down callin' me trash but I never been knocked out
I’m a nobody, I don’t exist
Writin' some names, I’m makin' a list
Loadin' my gun, it’s a leadful
I don’t give a fuck like I’m Deadpool
All up on my dick for a fight on get back
One thing, Manic, bags don’t hit back
Bob the Builder couldn’t fix that
Watchin' your vids made me chug that six-pack
Here’s some tea: Realisticslly, you’re one-to-three
Inspired by people they don’t even know
Proud of myself 'cause I’m not a clone
You don’t exist, I’ll turn off the phone
So fly like a bird, I’m wingin' it
Your songs sound like ass when you’re singin' it
Spreadin' fake news, like CNN
I just don’t see what they see in him
Usin' my words like a weapon
Loadin' my ammo and I’m countin' seven
I just might see you in heaven
I got the power, Eleven (Yuh)
Can’t deny how hard you try even if I die
Tell the truth even when I lie
Trust, me pal—
Trust me, you’re not that guy
[Outro]
Don’t tell me what the fuck to do
How’s that, pal?
I didn’t tell you what to do
You did, you said, “Don’t talk to people who you don’t know”
I’ll talk to whoever the fuck I wanna know
Nevermind, then
How’s that, pal?
Nevermind, I did tell him not to talk
That’s right, so use your fuckin' head if you know how
Understood
K, you little pimply little shit