Am I Ok?

[Verse 1]
Bobs or vegana, whichever will it be?
Sit the fuck down, T-Series, I'm here to spill the real tea (Uh)
You tryna dethrone me from spot on number one
But you India you lose, so best think you haven't won
When I'm through with you we're gonna be completely fuckin' done
'Cause we only just begun, I review you: *clap clap*
Zero, bye bitch, gone
So come on T-Series, looking hungry for some drama
Here, let me serve you bitch lasagna

[Chorus]
Bitch lasagna, bitch lasagna
T-Series ain't nothing but a bitch lasagna
Bitch lasagna, bitch lasagna
Look at T-Series, they just crying for their mama
Bitch lasagna, bitch lasagna
T-Series ain't nothing but a bitch lasagna
Bitch lasagna, bitch lasagna
T-Series just wet themselves in their pajamas

[Verse 2]
So who the hell is Bob and why you wanna kiss him? (Ew)
I'm a Blue-Eyes White Dragon while you're just Dark Magician (Oof)
You got a fifth of the population in your nation, but
I got nine-year-olds of worlds so hold your defecation (Oops)
Motu Patlu, what the fuck is that even supposed to mean?
Your language sounds like it comes from a mumble rap community
No papa, no papa, yes papa; Johny
Now down all of this sugar and let's throw this fuckin' party with some—

[Chorus]
Bitch lasagna, bitch lasagna
Look at T-Series, they're just crying for their mama
Bitch lasagna, bitch lasagna

[Hook]
You got a population of one point three-two billion
But most your videos can't seem to hit even a million

[Verse 3]
A congratulations to your corporation
Guess to beat one Swedish boy, you need a billion Asians
Yeah, you did it, very nice, and all it took
Was a massive corporate entity with every song in Bollywood
Now you're at number one (One), hope you did nothing wrong
Like starting your business by selling pirated songs
Oops! Didn't think we'd see? It's right there on Wikipedia
Get used to your past being held against you by the media (Uh oh)
I'm sure right now there's nothing that you're doing that's illegal, yeah
I'm certain that you haven't had collusions with the mafia
For legal reasons, that's a joke
For legal reasons, that's a joke
For serious, Indian mafia, please don't kill me, that's a joke
India, I'm sorry about the memes, you're the best
I love my Indian Bros, from Bombay to Bangladesh
I'll take on all the world for you, I'm a heavy hitter
'Bout to cause a genocide so you can call me Hi—

[Verse 4]
I got a letter in the post, hmm, what is this? (Hmm)
T-Series saying "Cease and desist"
Had a problem with me telling them to hold their defecation
But let me educate you, silly, that's not defamation (Woo)
T-Series can eat a dick (Still not defamation)
Suck my fucking Swedish meatballs (Still not defamation, yum)
Did you know that Indians have poo-poo in their brains?
That's a blatant racist lie
Yeah, but still not defamation! (Woo)
India got YouTube figured out, that's sick, son
How 'bout next you figure how to fix the caste system? (Oof)
Maybe all those ads will solve your crippling poverty
But looking at T-Series' past, I'm guessing not probably
But never mind the poor people, we just here to party
Just here to pop some bottles with the 9-Year-Old Army
Non-alcoholic 'cause I had a real problem
But we still out here living like we 'bout to kamikaze

[Bridge]
So this is it, thanks for sticking with my channel
Ever since I was a nobody, screaming at barrels
Through all the change and controversy, you've been by my side
There's no army in the world I would rather give me watch time
It's been a wild ride, so while I can still be heard
Here's one last brofist from the number one in the world

[Chorus]
Bitch lasagna, bitch lasagna
Look at T-Series, they're just crying for their mama
Bitch lasagna, bitch lasagna