Intro:

"And you want me to change?! FUCK YOU!"

Verse 1:

I don’t need magazines, my girl was centerfold

She lick so much, you’d think my dick was edible

State your the hardest, that statement ain’t credible

Quit your repeating, you know that I said it all

Little league champion, fuck with my medal on

My girl got braces, give jaw like a megalodon

Plenty of fish in here, she wanna get it on

(OW, FUCK! YOU”RE BITING!)

Someone call the doctor, there’s blood in the water!

I’m gon fuck your grandma, your mama, your daughter

Your father, your cousin, your son and auntie

Your diamonds ain’t dancing, your girlfriеnd is handsy

Your carrots are actual carrots

My karats could make your whole family еmbarrassed

Cuz they look at you and they just can’t compare us

She swallow my kids, then we go watch some Clarence

Chorus:

We fuck and watch anime, anime

Her word sting, no manta ray, manta ray

She can be sweet like marmalade, marmalade

Long as she can ride in my car today, car today

Verse 2:

I need a wifey, high key- somebody who likes me

Somebody who talk to me not for music or Nikes

Odd segway, I know, but I might be

Lonely and cold, and I’m itching for a fight scene

Somebody to beat up, somebody to feel with

I can’t put my feet up, got no confidence to build with

I feel insecure, my social is stilted

(Brag or you're going to kill yourself)

WOW, YOUR MAMA GOT TITTIES FOR DAYS!

THE SUNBURN MUST HURT, LOOKIN LIKE A FILET

HER SUMMER BUNS WORKING CUZ SHE GETTING PAID!

THE ONLINE GIRLS DISTRACT ME FROM THE PAIN!

THIS IS LIKE THE THIRD PROJECT I MADE IN MY GODDAMN ROOM

NO MORE TEARS LEFT TO CRY, I’M TOO USED TO MONSOONS

BUT MY DIAMONDS SHINE WITH THE COLOR OF THE MOON

(You don’t have any diamonds, dude.) FUCK!

Chorus:

We fuck and watch anime, anime

Her word sting, no manta ray, manta ray

She can be sweet like marmalade, marmalade

But she can’t ride in my car today, car today

Verse 3:

I’m faking and fronting up online

People claim I’m a clown, that’s okay, it’s all fine

Call up labels and they always tell me “Sorry, wrong line”

Work on mixing all night, I guess that’s our life

Certainly ain’t a starving artist, I’m a minor

I live with my parents, I don’t pay a dime

We’re all middle class, our tastes ain’t finer

I don’t wear designer, but we’re doing fine

I got a guilty conscious in mind, white guilt permeate in every line

“My shit is worthless, man, I don’t deserve this

When poorer kids music is better than mine

They should have my opportunities” But look at the jewels I grabbed

The diamonds that I don’t deserve, the diamonds that I’ll never have

Chorus:

I’m alone and watch anime, anime

Their words sting, no manta ray, manta ray

My idols sweet like marmalade, marmalade

Stead of making, I sit in my car today