[Intro: Jonathan Goldstein]
(Yeah, I'll get Josh right on it)
[Chorus]
God damn your pants be on fire
Turns out you a motherfucking liar
How dare you spit me in the eye yeah
Thought I told you I'm a lover not a fighter
Look at you, you be hatin
Not an angel she be Satan
Hoe ass bitches they hatin
And their work be delayin, yeah delayin
They be haitn, they be hatin
I got Raybands, I got Raybands
What you say man? Sound like caveman
[Verse 1]
Yeah like caveman, sound like this man
Sound like that man, Ooga boo man
Bunga Bing bunka boo, Bada bing bada boom
Dudufweah Dinkoboo Ougobae Nincompoop
He sound this, sound like that
Give a fuck, didn't ask
Imma be who I am, I don't even ask for none back
Whats all that? cost a rack, your an ass you get clapped
And uh matter of fact how did you get all that? (like how?)
I got all of this from a job not just rap
I don't feel safe Imma need me a strap (Bap, Bap)
[Chorus]
God damn your pants be on fire
Turns out you a motherfucking liar
How dare you spit me in the eye yeah
Thought I told you I'm a lover not a fighter
Look at you, you be hatin
Not an angel she be Satan
Hoe ass bitches they hatin
And their work be delayin, yeah delayin
They be haitn, they be hatin
I got Raybands, I got Raybands
What you say man? Sound like caveman
[Verse 2]
I got lint in my pocket, someone gotta rock it
My gun is like a pimple cus I'm gonna fucking pop it
I feel like Anya Forger I can read your fucking minds in
I just be sitting in my room damn I'm just vibin
Like will I get a note and be like who the fuck would write this?
I'm sick of killing games I got that Monokuma Itis
You're not Celeste, I'm not gon treat you like yes you my Highness
Oh I'm sorry please forgive me that's gon be my shyness
Like god damn I must be your motherfucking favorite
I just checked the weather outside, looks like it'll be raining
But like Enjin I got the umbrella like I'm RiRi
Now I feel like John Cena none them bitches see me
[Chorus]
God damn your pants be on fire
Turns out you a motherfucking liar
How dare you spit me in the eye yeah
Thought I told you I'm a lover not a fighter
Look at you, you be hatin
Not an angel she be Satan
Hoe ass bitches they hatin
And their work be delayin, yeah delayin
They be haitn, they be hatin
I got Raybands, I got Raybands
What you say man? Sound like caveman
[Outro]
I got lint in my pocket, someone gotta rock it
My gun is like a pimple cus I'm gonna fucking pop it
I got lint in my pocket, someone gotta rock it
My gun is like a pimple cus I'm gonna fucking pop it
I got lint in my pocket, someone gotta rock it
My gun is like a pimple cus I'm gonna fucking pop it
I got lint in my pocket, someone gotta rock it
My gun is like a pimple cus I'm gonna fucking pop it
(Yeah)