[Intro: Marty]
Yeah
I think I'm the worst rapper on this entire song (ha, ha, ha)
You know what it is
Or, if you don't, you're about, you're about to know
[Verse 1: Marty]
Woo, woo
I don't need a stylist (hey)
I'm only wearin' black (woo)
And my homies are wylin' (ayy)
We all love Taylor Swift (woo)
I'm eatin' with pilots, they callin' me the chef (hey)
I'm saucin' it up
No directions, we made it from scratch
Fear God tee on
Shout out to Jerry Lorenzo (what up)
They callin' me ugly
I'ma still marry a ten though
And I'm killin' the friendzone
I'ma kneel in the endzone
And my ex had nothin' inside, so you know that I hopped out a window
Anti-political, only makin' songs that I like (woo)
This is anti-radio
No placements, won't make it to top five
And high five to my team, we don't respond to anybody on the sidelines (woo)
And I shoulda died
Like, I don't know, but it feels like I got nine lives
Yah
Yeah
I think I'm the worst rapper on this entire song (ha, ha, ha)
You know what it is
Or, if you don't, you're about, you're about to know
[Verse 1: Marty]
Woo, woo
I don't need a stylist (hey)
I'm only wearin' black (woo)
And my homies are wylin' (ayy)
We all love Taylor Swift (woo)
I'm eatin' with pilots, they callin' me the chef (hey)
I'm saucin' it up
No directions, we made it from scratch
Fear God tee on
Shout out to Jerry Lorenzo (what up)
They callin' me ugly
I'ma still marry a ten though
And I'm killin' the friendzone
I'ma kneel in the endzone
And my ex had nothin' inside, so you know that I hopped out a window
Anti-political, only makin' songs that I like (woo)
This is anti-radio
No placements, won't make it to top five
And high five to my team, we don't respond to anybody on the sidelines (woo)
And I shoulda died
Like, I don't know, but it feels like I got nine lives
Yah
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