[Chorus: Rich Brian]
Aye, put ’em in pain
I got the melodies shaking their cranium crazy
But this time man I’m not gon’ sing
Your favorite line is you never got time for your friends
But the thing is that you not a friend
I set my foot in the states
I was sixteen years old from Jakarta, my prayer got range
Take the security out of my budgeting
I did not get here from playing it safe
[Verse 1: Rich Brian]
Can’t do the wedding ring
If you the goat that mean I turn into the crocodile
‘Partment suit for the Titans
I ain’t got a blanket, we gotta skip the cuddling
Got eighty-seven points on that deal
Got mom a villa off of my ideas
Your top five call ’em all my peers
Fu*k off that pu*sy not worth my tears
I’m chasing that check and not feelings
I check on my Hinge and not one of these b!tches, okay
I’m still in love with the smell of the stu’
You just tasted the gluten and started to change
My city driving on right seat
So fu*k all that left s*it, don’t tell me to stay in my lane
Stand out the crowd with my chest out I fu*k with me
I don’t expect you to treat me the same
[Verse 2: Ski Mask The Slump God]
I fell in love with the manifest
Not talking cannabis when I say who want the smoke
I’m not an analyst it’s clear to see
That you shaking like got to piss or on a boat
Ric Flair, nature boy, animal, untamed
Hank Hill, b!tch, all my product is propane
Be real how my flow water I need gills
You slip like banana peels washed up like some sea shells
B!tch, okay let me paint the picture
Murder scene when I rap like I’m Jack the Ripper
Courtesy of the fact that I’m really that n!gga
Don’t gotta consider like medicine my opps is all bitter
Funny ’cause a n!gga was the runt of the litter
Now I’m looking down on ’em like these n!ggas quitters
Thought that they could try me well I’m very bewildered
I’m ’bout to burn a n!gga like a calorie from a sit-up, lil’ b!tch
(Aye, aye, aye)
[Chorus: Rich Brian]
Aye, put ’em in pain
I got the melodies shaking their cranium crazy
But this time man I’m not gon’ sing
Your favorite line is you never got time for your friends
But the thing is that you not a friend
I set my foot in the states
I was sixteen years old from Jakarta, my prayer got range
Take the security out of my budgeting
I did not get here from playing it safe
[Outro: Rich Brian]
Dude I mean, I was having a lot of fun playing with Rubix cubes
And going to competitions and stuff, but
I realized I wasn’t making any money off of it so
I guess you just gotta grow up
And put the toys down or whatever the fu*k
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