No Clue! lyrics
by 2nd In Command
Chorus:
You ain’t got no clue!
f*cking sick and tired of your ruse
b*tch, move!
Waste your money on designer shoes
I’m through!
Kinda hope this sh*t will leave a bruise
And inn case you’re all confused
f*ck you! (You ain't got no-)
Verse:
b*tches fake, I don’t wait, tell me something I don’t know
Type yourself some b*tches or get off my screen, you gotta go!
f*ck your twitter beef, I’m Montanan- you’re from Italy
Seriously, what the f*ck you have to gain from it
I got love in abundance, but you tryna psyche me out
Keep on jacking off to Pokemon, I know what you’re about
You love 2D girls? b*tch, I got a real girlfriend
Nobody will remember you when the f*cking world ends
Materialize some drawn girls with bigger thighs
“Thick thighs save lives?” But yours are just lies
Circ*mcise you, give a middle finger stead’ of gauze
Parading yourself around like you’re f*ckin Lost Pause
Bridge:
There's nothing wrong with weeb sh*t, just don't be a di*k
Enjoy your cosplay fit, just don't be a di*k
Chorus:
You ain’t got no clue!
f*cking sick and tired of your ruse
b*tch, move!
Waste your money on designer shoes
I’m through!
Kinda hope this sh*t will leave a bruise
And inn case you’re all confused
f*ck you! (x2)
Outro:
There's nothing wrong with weeb sh*t, just don't be a di*k
Enjoy your cosplay fit, just don't be a di*k (x2)