[Verse 1: RJLDiablo]
Fuck what they gotta say, I ain't got a lot to pay
They listen to what the dollars say, chop 'em up like bolognaise
I got the juice like hollandaise, she want me 'cause I'm balling, ay
I hope that she fall on face, they wanted to see me
On the big screen, so I showed 'em this
They said "Oh, you take the piss!
You ain't got a lot to miss"
So I started throwing fists like this
Gave that black-eyed baby a little kiss
Turns out her name was Karen
Stuck a stick up her Sauron
Now that bitch has turned marron
This time she couldn't call for the manager

[Pre-Chorus: RJLDiablo]
They hatе on you when you here
Then when you gone they miss you
Go to your grave just to kiss you
Do a little sneeze in a tissue
Leave it at your grave, 'cause they wish you
Stay dead, 'cause you the last thing they cared about, fam they pricked you
They hate on you when you here
Then when you gone they miss you
Go to your grave just to kiss you
Do a little sneeze in a tissue
Leave it at your grave, 'cause they wish you
Stay dead, 'cause you the last thing they cared about, fam they pricked you
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