Quack
Guest
Yeah just dodging the truth thinking, this will be smooth
If i act like a child and sing.
Put my hands in the air and yell I got-bling.
Everyone is looking at me yeah im the-king.
Reality is that I can't-sing, nobody likes me and I really need this-swing, so guys give me a push and tell me I-win.
Havent slept for days and-I-still-spinn-my-little-ass-on-this-pin.
Man you seem so mad,
It really makes me sad.
You rap to flame,
I'm not the same.
There ain't no competition
That's why I'm in the number one position
The club can't handle us man we're too dangerous
Ain't got the style nor the confidence.
Irl I'm popular enough
I got all the bitches and stuff
I have friends throughout the school.
You're flame rap ain't cool