Bitch you got me fucked up gerald look at yourself all on that fucked up apparel
Why g eazy why you so eazy to diss is it because you got slicked back hair and a leather jacket and your the only greaser inside the studios or is it because your lanky as fuck and your squad ain't wearing the same apparel if your squad was a true gang you would handle your own fist fights not let someone else do it
You got fucked up by me and i ain't no bitch in this rap shit naw you got something to say you best back it
I bet you got nothing to prove
Your lyrics are so simple your like a version of elvis without the smooth groove
You look like a rock star but you might as well be a pop star if you be biting other rappers styles like big sean and you could be long lost brothers only difference would be i would be fathers because i fucked both your mothers she had some real nice tits hey g eazy you know i mean it i come up with some corny shit you the whitest childish gambino i have heard in forever
Hop off my bus and be left in a path of rust the gust of wind blowing at your shins and i admit i will always wins fuck gerald you got bitches and they all named herald cause you all about yourself you dont give a shit about no one bitch you getting lit on fire with a crowd of tires being your fans and i just dance around it like it was raining im a native boy stand around like i give a fuck about it imagine us why would i imagine you im sure john lennon wouldn't want too
You a tranny in reality but i won't tell
Huh whats that new colone i smell
Hoodie allen? x 5