[Intro]

I feel like I should think of something to say here

But I can't

[Chorus]

You're fool's gold, you're cubic zirconium

You're hoein' 'em, you are cubic zirconium

You are fool's gold

You fit a fool's mold, glowin' like diamonds

Your molecules'll prove you're hoein' 'em

You're cubic zirconium

You're fool's gold

You fit a fool's mold, you're a fool, old man

You're, you're cubic zirconium

You are fool's gold

You're hoein' 'em, you're cubic zirconium

[Verse 1]

Had you wrapped around my finger but, er

There's a little green ring there now, ew

How will I get your residue off?

You're about as fraudulent as a mirage out in the desert

Blue peacock, you're puffin' out your feathers to

Bring a bunch of bitches backstage into your dressing room

So you can treat it like a petting zoo

And you get heated that I never do, why am I friends with you?

You say you're silver, but you're filler with a filagree

Ask the bitches that you've been chillin' with and they will agree

Smalls, you're not hittin' the balls, you're killin' me

Illegitimate like Bill and I am Hillary

You pillage all your image to appeal to the millions

And always askin', "Hey Kitty, you think they're feelin' me?"

Your dentured grandpa tried to grill it

You're as authentic as a handful of acrylics

You're synthetically made

You're crab with a K at the back of every China buffet

You're pinin' away to be cool, but you're a pint of the

Fake O'douls....lame...wanna be non-alcoholic whatever

[Chorus]

You're fool's gold, you are cubic zirconium

You're hoein' 'em, you are cubic zirconium

You are fool's gold

You fit a fool's mold, glowin' like diamonds

Your molecules'll prove you're hoein' 'em

You're cubic zirconium

You're fool's gold, you're fool's gold

You're cubic zirconium, and you're hoein' 'em all

You're cubic zirconium

You're fool's gold

You fit a fool's mold, you fit a fool's mold

Oh god

[Verse 2]

This rhyme, it'll prickle like a pinecone

But won't stick, 'cause you're fickle as a rhinestone

You differ like the timezones

Every trend you're on the dick of it, I'm really sick of it

You think you're hard as Noreaga

So fake I'd find ya at a bodega

So babe, uh, you're a little flaker

But hey, at least you'll do whatever it takes, huh??

You're a Kardashian's ass

And you're AstroTurf, 'cause you're not actually grass

And you act so perfect but you know how roses smell and your hoax is so bogus

And I'm the only one that noticed

Dude, that's all