Rip Bozo

[Verse 1: Quadeca] Now that I'm rich, communist women wanna eat me (Aah!) Shoutout Karl Marx, your small charts don't complete me, uh (Ooh) I said I made my mark, see it from a higher place You said that you made your mark, it must've been dry-erase You said that you made a spark, my shit like a fireplace (Uh) Fuck that! Cali native- I'm like my entire state (Uh) Ooh, and I'm wide awake They all want me dead when they hear me like it's a quiet place (Shh, aah!) So many legs in the game, I'm a fuckin' octopus From the mountains of Caucasus After this verse, your next album gonna be posthumous Likin' me is a more common trait for white girls than watchin' the fuckin' Office is (Ooh) Uh, never took the overnight route (Uh) Went from open mics to shows with lights and overhyped crowds, uh Yeah, and your career is over right now Ain't it funny how the tweets aren't loadin' right now? Uh-huh, tryna find somethin' to discredit me More conspiracies than NLE Choppa on LSD So let it be, you ain't gon' find one reason why Even if you see it all, fuck a all-seein' eye (Aah!) [Verse 2: Lou From Paradise] Yeah, ayy Even if you seen it all, fuck a all-seein' eye (Yeah) I done seen 'em all fuck me over, or at least they tried (Aah!) Just 'cause your mans' lyrics hot, boy, don't mean they fire Seen these dudes lose they backbone like they don't need a spine (Yeah, yeah) Before twenty, did acid like I don't need a mind They tried to aim for my heart, but I never needed mine In one line, I take life and I redefine Used to need a sign, now fuck labels; I don't need to sign Every verse is like a AK clap These mo'fuckers switch up more than Ray J's hat (Goddamn!) Gettin' dome, still never home, e'ry day, that's facts On a bad day, made 10K, spent 8 at Saks, yeah Like, fuck bread, I'ma make that back 'Cause where I'm from, your shit boom and they gon' spray that trap So tell these rap dudes, they got like three, four more subliminals 'Til I say, "Fuck an interview", show up while you at dinner, dude Bitch