Album’s Anthem lyrics

[Verse 1: Big Ant Dog]
f*ckin' her like I still don't care about Presidental f*ck ups
The next president probably be sh*t and care 'bout money
Fake governments get roasted till this toasted
Boasted their sh*t okay
b*tch I did nothin' to that sh*t
Don't sue me if you are doin' sh*t
I f*ck hate y'all try do sh*t to me
Like my name is Anthony
Money do not grow on trees you b*tches
Part 2 and killin' this sh*t with the verse
Y'all a curse the sh*t out like it's on reverse
That what I rehearse that sh*t hurts but not really so-so shut up
sh*t's burst likе a f*ckin' star
A lot of scars not a cut but a gun so to kill y'all
Love to horror
Y'all livin' under a rock I been gon' since Crystals
Nathan still looks likе he get's f*cked by a fist and all of that sh*t
And yo' ass looked f*cked and ass kissed by Jess
You both are a mess do the proper way and get dressed for work
Don't try to twerk the both of y'all so shut the f*ck up doin' that
b*tch