Yeah, Yeah
Listen Neel you ain't got sh*t on me
You ain't got sh*t on my friends, yeah
Stop seriously, your not relevant
Yeah
Neel you hedgehog looking sh*t you pakistani b*tch
I beat your ass once now i'll just use my wish
I pray to god you'll find somebody, someone take you up above
Your parents don't even want to see your face
Oh my god, I feel bad
Who the f*ck you talkin to when you feel sad
You try to talk sh*t about all these other b*tches, but you're hiding the fact that you're hiding in the ditches
Be a man bro, pull the f*ck up
(don't take it to hard it's just a joke, not that serious)
This b*tch think he's funny
Yeah (music plays)
This b*tch's face p*sses me off
You used to be such uptight geez
No offense yeah, round 2 b*tch
You better be ready
You're poetry sh*t
You're a joke
You're a b*tch
You really don't know how to talk some sh*t
Trying to fool around and ride my di*k
Take a sh*t yeah, whiny little b*tch
Oh my god who touched me, somebody help me quick
Remember that time you cried
You f*cking with my psychology
But your voice lift me up that i liked to clap
And sing in the rain
Yes f*cking with my sh*t here
Lonely life you f*ck
b*tch nobody like you
Yeah, Yeah , Yeah
(music)
(dabbing)