Rhizzeh
You brought my popularity ratings higher than ever,
Thank you, your whole bull**** comments have worked real clever!
Before I answer you b****, let me spit one question:
If you hate me so much, what's up with your obsession?
I just do my things tight and I don't care about hypes
So run back to your computer, your mom, and your crack pipe.
Hands up, fast up, people come on
You think you got it all worked out
But you don't know nothin', nothin', nothin'
You think that you could rub me out
But I'm made of somethin', somethin', somethin'
I could teach you a thing or two
Yeah oh yeah oh
But you don't know nothin', nothin', nothin'
You think that you could rub me out
But I'm made of somethin', somethin', somethin'
I could teach you a thing or two
Yeah oh yeah oh

