[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Ayo, first off my name is (Hi)
Fuck that, check the playlist
Bitch, I'm tryna blow up like the Al Qaedas (Bah)
But why y'all wanna be famous?
So I can pay for protection and pretend to be gangsta?
These rappers is five foot tall talkin' 'bout gang-bangin'
I'm 6'3'', my pee make 'em yellow like Coldplay is
Six deep up in the rental Honda from Avis
Bad bitches give me brain that explains the mindless behavior
But fuck 'em and never mind 'em like a hater
This rap shit is wack I'm goin' back to gettin' paid under the table
This industry turns me off like I forgot to pay my cable
A bunch of males on these labels tryna stick it in my anal
(What the fuck?)
So I fuck these girls cause they're rear-ended (Buh)
I said motherfuck the world 'cause it's near-ended (Uh)
And if you're scared go to church
Other than that go get a shirt with my name on it
Get your peers offended (Offended)
You're tormented by my face, huh? Yeah (Ah, ha)
That makes you think of what you ain't, huh? Yeah
So shimmy shimmy yah shimmy yay
Get your old dirty ass out the way
Hold up (Brr)
[Interlude: Machine Gun Kelly]
Kells, Kells, it's XXL
We've got some wonderful news and I just wanted to tell
Now I know you and our freshman issue don't sit well
So we said fuck everyone else, gave you the cover to yourself

[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly]
I ain't ballin' but I'm at the free throw
Didn't go to college, but I know this gringo is copied more than a fuckin' Kinkos
Mijo, mis amigos will cut you into burritos
And feed you to the seagulls, your career's over, finito (Fatality)
Yeah, bitch, yeah, bitch, call me Steve-O
I'm a jackass, I'll backhand my country's presidito
I don't take part in politics
Where I'm from we call it deep-throat
I'd rather fuck me a bitch and X-Men like Magneto (Men)
Call me an asshole but be tactical
'Cause the wrong vernacular could turn something spectacular to a massacre
Microphone damager, Midwest assassiner
A Cleveland cannibal, able to eat any of you faggots like bananas
My cabinets are full of plants that make my lungs blacker than Janet
High as intergalactic planets, I think I work for NASA
My Chucks are classic, body marked up like my manager's calendar
Fans are fanatical still I'm slept on like these mattresses
Wake up, can you see me? Somebody get binoculars
I'm on top of a mammoth slappin' two animal activists
Livin' up to the standards I got stuck with as a rapper
A havoc, problematic, psychopathic, bastard, ambassador
(Cough, cough) hotboxin' an Acura
Pants saggin' gettin' head from Tabatha (Me)
Bitch, I be that skinny motherfucker (Go)
Cleveland's what I'm reppin'
They already know the answer
Ain't no motherfuckin' question, it's Kells, yeah
I got more bars than a jail
I got more heat than the sun itself
You would think I was a member of Hell
You would think I didn't have any manners the way I use this Biggie beat for myself
But if anyone of you got a problem than let me call P. Diddy up on the cell and we'll tell you
[Outro: Machine Gun Kelly, The Notorious B.I.G.]
Fuck the world it don't ask me for shit!
All you industry bitches can suck my dick
Fuck the world it don't ask me for shit
I said all you industry bitches can suck my dick, bitch