[Verse 1]
All you wear's designer using black cards for your box wine
Get an Uber out from Allen street to Marcy for your photo shoots
NYU still treasures you
White bands with black choirs, boo
Your festivals are FYRE
You're a liar, I can't fuck with you

[Chorus]
Oh, oh, oh, oh
You, deserve Oscars
For your starving
Artist routine
You're driving me
Mad, at the culture
And the cancels
Now you're forty
Going on fifteen

[Verse 2]
Hard to see the difference
Are you solid or just big rich?
Is it fake if you still mean it?
I would say your vibes on demons
I feel robbed like y'all be fiendin'
You want mines, but that's not easy
This take timing, this take seasons
You got money, I got reasons, ooh
[Chorus]
You, deserve Oscars
For your starving
Artist routine
You're driving me
Mad, at the culture
And the cancels
Now you're forty
Going on fifteen
You, deserve Oscars
For your starving
Artist routine
You're driving me
Mad, at the culture
And the cancels
Now you're forty
Going on fifteen

[Outro]
(Nice)