[Verse 1]

Faking nice, rollin loaded dice is overrated

I'm pretending like I luh the game but I ain’t ever played it

I'm a liar till I'm lying in my grave, it’s complicated

I say it over and over and over again, I over state it

It's so insane that I ain't sippin' the Starbucks

On non-fat lattes with the rest a tha white fucks

A sitting duck sitter, I grew sick of the quacks who had

A hyaku pasento chance of a livin' life on their backs, so

Michibatta de battari, to Batta batta saWING

About to hit that a home run, that whole in one but first things

First, I'm gettin thirsty, words don't easily come to me

“nihongo ga heta, kеdo mecha kucha kawaii!”

Satanic flow, panic, blow the enginе ignites when I'm

Pretending you’re the fool but really, who is in the right then?

I’m right as rain, always been, a shame I'd rather lie it’s

Easier to trick em all with “chotto gomen, wakaranai!”

[Chorus]

Suck it up sonny, or you'll live and die a "NEET"-o

Bottom feeding basement dweller's lonely shiko shiko

Ya really think I came this far to pussy out and dip? No

This ain't no motherfuckin Panic at the Disco

Aviator shades rockin, roll up in the whip, throw a

Gang sign, "catch ya later" bitches, here’s a tip:

Guaranteed to getcha wish whenever Satan in the mix, though

This ain't no motherfuckin Panic at the Disco

[Verse 2]

Yo fuck an origin story, ya see there's not a lot to get, though

Sheltered in suburbia, then moved out to the ghetto, daily

BANG BANG BANG!! On the door, “do you have any spare change?”

I dare to close the goddamn door, I'll get my face rearranged (okay...)

They way they play the game, I can't even retort, natural

Selection says you want it? Shut up and reach for it, a

Tough as nails lady born and raised in the wrong court

Now see I'm just a tourist in this world a yours, I'm kinda sorta

Sore in the ass, from passin' master to master, hear a

Psycho dick chasin' bitch's psychotic laughter

All these jealous ladies actin like they know YOU

And it's not like I DO, but see I don't pretend TO

That's the difference

You ain't interested in same face bitches around you

Loneliness and lacking confidence is what it comes down to, HAH!

I won't be like them, I play it cool to spite them

Obligated to enlighten you that Satan's at my right hand

Let's blow this popsicle stand, I'll letcha lead the way boy though

I'm a professional, I'm fresh but got no proof, boy

The homies hear about this, that's a chance that I'm take

Now ima duck and roll up out this train cuz this was a mistake... bye!

[Chorus]

Suck it up sonny, or you'll live and die a "NEET"-o

Bottom feeding basement dweller's lonely shiko shiko

Ya really think I came this far to pussy out and dip? No

This ain't no motherfuckin Panic at the Disco

Aviator shades rockin, roll up in the whip, throw a

Gang sign, "catch ya later" bitches, here's a tip:

Guaranteed to getcha wish whenever Satan in the mix, though

This ain't no motherfuckin Panic at the Disco