You make me sick, you make me turn my heads and yell into the bricks I could never train a bitch like you Click, click, click, click, click, click You like my boots? I could squash you like a little rotten fruit On your jugular and leave a pretty bruise Attitude and the booze won't save you You a fuckin' loser Red meat, dead beef, fuckin' tuber Can't believe I let your hands inside my boomers Better count your blessings, I got humor Got a knife, too, I call it tuna Bet your fuckin' ass that I'm a user Fuckin' loser Cocaine, cretin, your life is a blooper Splendid lookin' ass, born in a sewer Suckin', think they mad, but I'm mature Go find another bitch to hoover Count the days until you lose her I'm mad Before my life, I'll let you see You don't know your way around the pussy, call you Chad Throwin' temper tantrums every time I got a bag Kinda sad, little nads, I'm mad You make me sick, you make me turn my heads and yell into the bricks I could never train a bitch like you Click, click, click, click, click, click You like my boots? I could squash you like a little rotten fruit On your jugular and leave a pretty bruise Attitude and the booze won't save you Amy's okay Hello, waitress I'm on this effort and it's overplayed, ay Cut his tongue out first, I'm still goin' Tryin' to say ***, I'm abrasive I'm a dragon, anamorphic shape *** Fire breathin', break *** Brandin' in a memo, callin' for your uncontentious Ruin what was sacred I was livin' good before your locust said you're playin' I always fuckin' fake it, now you're cryin' and you're shakin' Take your tears and run, let me use them as a facemask I'm beautiful, I'm mad You fooled my life all day, you see You don't know your way around the pussy, call you Chad Throwin' temper tantrums every time I got a bag Kinda sad, little nags, I'm mad You make me sick, you make me turn my heads and yell into the bricks I could never train a bitch like you Click, click, click, click, click, click