[Intro: Trevor, Trevor's Friend, Missing Texture]

Hey- hey We got him, we got him Trevor

Sorry, t- took a second to catch up with you Missing Texture, but

We got him

I have a bar I wanna show you, is- is that okay? Tell him Trevor

Uh... yea Yea, yea, yea

Okay- heh heh

Is he a nerd, or is he a geek?

He kinda reminds me, of Rhett and Link! Hahah

Haha! It's good right? Wait, wait- Trevor, he's walking away

Dude you're kind of an asshole...

What the fuck-

[Verse 1: Missing Texture]

Aye, I’m an asshole? What the fuck you mean, bro?

I'mma go down on yo bitch, hail Shego

I've come to realize I get any girl I want to

Too damn sexy- baby count my rеvenue

My dragonfly shit, on a Sparxx’d up kick (dragonfly-)

I’mma write you down a lump sum, only usе a BIC

I mean sick, got a momma suckin’ all up on my dick

Holy shit, I might have to make a movie real quick

And tag my ex-bitch, let her see that it’s all legit

I'mma fuck around in Unity and make a couple hits

On my way to the top, can’t forget about the kids

Like woah- order Bellacinos, don’t pay, old times

I’m the fella reppin’ TMG and Counter-Strike

Incognito bitch I’m Walter White (Jesse!)

Find me in the Afterlife, Cyberpunk is outta time

I could populate a prison how I fucking write

They keep passing me the mic, I-

I do it all so beautifully

I’mma have a section just for flexing in my eulogy

She be talkin’ hella crazy and she really losing me so

I’mma have to move her down the list and try another seed (FUCK!)

I don’t really get it baby come and give me digits, I’m maleficent

Opposing pussy deficit, will never see the end of this

I’m busy stacking hella chips- what’s this?

Money rolling in like a droideka

Mordecai, big blue bird talking shit like Twitter (shit, shit-)

I'mma hit the store and get a Hungry Man for dinner (okay!)

I don’t give a shit bitch, 'til my wrists slit

Got at least six hoes on my Steam wishlist

Baby get a load of this guy... he’s kinda cool, right?

Afro, blue eyes, and he’s asinine- uh

Smoking broccoli, aye, in the backseat, aye

I was sixteen, and damn I was irrelevant

Now I’m doing me and even I can see my relevance

Fell in love once, sent the story out to Sundance

Any bitch that’s wantin’ me, please, fill the form out

Stack ‘em by the door, I’m busy binging shows now

Maybe next week, I’ll respond like “everybody passed!”

Play with a couple then it’s back to the past

So I’m living every day, yesterday was my last (huh)

Like yesterday was my last (aye)

[Outro]

Bitter glitter I’m just one of many spitters

Never knew that I was bumpin’ til the fucking check came in

I spend every day praying that I feel love again

Icing on the cake, please baby lemme run away

Pain in my heart, pain in my thoughts, pain in my brain

Pain make me wanna just fade away