[Verse 1: GrewSum]

I used to idolize rappers on the T.V

But nowadays I think that most of 'em are cheesy

Skinny tight jeans in animal prints with dumb hair

Being mass-produced by some executive somewhere

And I don't really stand a chance homie, why try

When all these male rappers are dressing like Lady Gaga

This is the underground where killers do not die

Chop your favorite rapper up and cook 'em in a Pot Pie

Serve their spleen up with beans and a white winе

On the scene sеrving fiends little white lines

Well known for my music and tight rhymes

The word of mouth will keep you moving like a pipeline

We all could've sold out and got really big

But most of us here never even considered it

I kept it honest with you, no lies

Oh, you have a problem with Grew, then go die

[Chorus: GrewSum]

When they hear me say that I wanna blow up with rap they think typical stuff

They don't understand that I got my own plan, try taking a chance and try switching it up (And try switching it up)

I don't rock stupid rock stupid jewelry, I don't blow money foolishly

I'm not simple, in fact all of that typical crap is so wack that they got me here switching it up

[Verse 2: Dubbs

Sometimes I rap about the cash that I don't have

Sometimes I write just to scribble in my notepad

Sometimes I rap just for the sake of just rapping and taking it back to when the true MC was hot and making it happen

We went from Tupac to 2 Chainz, Big L to Big Sean

Sitting here trying to see where we went wrong

And as much as Wayne gets picked on, there's been a hundred other bigger pieces of shit you let get on

Fuck the radio, they ain't playing my favorite artist

I'm headed to the station with tools to take it apart with

Kick the D.J. in his no-no spot and tell "that's what you get for making them homos hot"

I'ma shut off the fruity faggot in the emo jeans

Fuck the airwaves up and throw on some G-Mo Skee (Yeah)

Swag rappers and trappers, you had enough of those

Better accept it and get it shoved down your fucking throat

[Chorus: GrewSum]

When they hear me say that I wanna blow up with rap they think typical stuff

They don't understand that I got my own plan, try taking a chance and try switching it up (And try switching it up)

I don't rock stupid rock stupid jewelry, I don't blow money foolishly

I'm not simple, in fact all of that typical crap is so wack that they got me here switching it up

[Verse 3: Seth Rock]

Here's how your typical rapper would rip it

I got a grip for guap, I gotta get it, you wanna get it fastest

I got a different whip for every day I exist

The pain is fucking legit, looks like it's dipped in molasses

Every girl that I've fucked has the same name as the champagne I'm drinking

Let's have a tip of our glasses

I got bitches and those bitches got bitches and those bitches got bitches who got fucking switches on they ass

Yeah, it's that same rap format

Don't matter if you're a damn beast or if you're wack

Gun money bitch, gun money, just Corvette's

Stick to the plan or get walked on like a doormat

Your favorite rappers are actors playing a movie roll

More uptight than a dykes fucking booty hole

I tell those rappers "don't hate me 'cause you ain't me, if you gotta hate, then hate me 'cause I'm beautiful"

[Chorus: GrewSum]

When they hear me say that I wanna blow up with rap they think typical stuff

They don't understand that I got my own plan, try taking a chance and try switching it up (And try switching it up)

I don't rock stupid rock stupid jewelry, I don't blow money foolishly

I'm not simple, in fact all of that typical crap is so wack that they got me here switching it up