6th bread

[Chorus]
Fuck all those that say I cannot do the things I do (Yeah, yeah)
Made a song so y'all could party hard up to the roof (Roof)
Wake up, can't remember, have to ask "What did I do?" (What did I do?)
That's the type of shit I wanna feel when I'm with you
You so off the bottle you can't say what's on your mind (Mind)
Might just leave those other girls that's banging on my line
All these kids that think they special, they is really not
You ain't hot gang, then you really isn't hot

[Verse 1]
Yo, yo
You in the crowd, why aren't you fuckin' raging?
I'm smoking loud, ain't how my parents raised me
Let's fuckin' shout, swear all y'all used to hate me (Hate me)
Now all y'all want to date me (Date me)
It's funny how shit's changing, it's funny
How all y'all say I wouldn't make it (Yeah, yeah)
I see you when I'm on the stage, shit (Right there)
I see you givin' all them payments (You broke)
That's why you always actin' famous (Sorry)
I might name drop a couple of these fuckin' losers
I got 'em mad so they typing on they computers
Gram stole them pants and that grill ain't from no real jeweler (Bitch)
But when I turn up, they turn in, my fuckin' Bueller

[Chorus]
Fuck all those that say I cannot do the things I do
Made a song so y'all could party hard up to the roof
Wake up, can't remember, have to ask "What did I do?"
That's the type of shit I wanna feel when I'm with you
You so off the bottle you can't say what's on your mind
Might just leave those other girls that's banging on my line
All these kids that think they special, they is really not
You ain't hot gang, then you really isn't hot

[Verse 2]
I think you need a tutor, your brain doesn't work
I think I am the ruler, the king of this earth
I think you need a tutor, your brain doesn't work (Dumbass)
Hi Gram, I'm from the future and you made it work

[Chorus]
Fuck all those that say I cannot do the things I do (Yeah, yeah)
Made a song so y'all could party hard up to the roof (Roof)
Wake up, can't remember, have to ask "What did I do?" (What did I do?)
That's the type of shit I wanna feel when I'm with you
You so off the bottle you can't say what's on your mind (Mind)
Might just leave those other girls that's banging on my line
All these kids that think they special, they is really not
You ain't hot gang, then you really isn't hot