Cope harder cope harder cry me all the tears
Bitch and don’t bother don’t bother we don’t need you here
Mirror mirror who’s the biggest cretin of em all
Ain’t no doubt it’s you the motherfucker leaking alcohol
Speaking over drums don’t count as rapping you’re a dolt
Tell me what number of beats you made and actually have sold
I can count em on my fingers yet you’re out here acting hard
Ain’t nobody give a fuck you made that shit with fake guitars
What you’re making in a week I make in just a day
So I don’t think there’s room to speak just stay up in your little lane
I can attest that we won’t bother ya no we won’t attempt in calling ya
Will not be making a followup been wide and awake insomnia
Keeps you up at night fixated on the lights
Your laptop been emitting now that shit’s about to die
Grown up man child crust up on the keyboard
You can post up in your bedroom you’ll be mad when we tour
Taking a picture going to post a tagged up wristband
Sipping on liquor you be too poor to pay the bills that you have
There ain’t no case we don’t give fucks about a warning or subpoena
Live alone on your own glacier I think that’s good idea
Cope harder cope harder cry me all the tears
Bitch and don’t bother don’t bother we don’t need you here
Mirror mirror who’s the biggest cretin of em all
Ain’t no doubt it’s you the motherfucker leaking alcohol
Bitch and don’t bother don’t bother we don’t need you here
Mirror mirror who’s the biggest cretin of em all
Ain’t no doubt it’s you the motherfucker leaking alcohol
Speaking over drums don’t count as rapping you’re a dolt
Tell me what number of beats you made and actually have sold
I can count em on my fingers yet you’re out here acting hard
Ain’t nobody give a fuck you made that shit with fake guitars
What you’re making in a week I make in just a day
So I don’t think there’s room to speak just stay up in your little lane
I can attest that we won’t bother ya no we won’t attempt in calling ya
Will not be making a followup been wide and awake insomnia
Keeps you up at night fixated on the lights
Your laptop been emitting now that shit’s about to die
Grown up man child crust up on the keyboard
You can post up in your bedroom you’ll be mad when we tour
Taking a picture going to post a tagged up wristband
Sipping on liquor you be too poor to pay the bills that you have
There ain’t no case we don’t give fucks about a warning or subpoena
Live alone on your own glacier I think that’s good idea
Cope harder cope harder cry me all the tears
Bitch and don’t bother don’t bother we don’t need you here
Mirror mirror who’s the biggest cretin of em all
Ain’t no doubt it’s you the motherfucker leaking alcohol
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