Dear Hollywood

[Verse 1]

Hey, don't you hate those types of people

That believe they're in a movie and their movie needs a sequel?

That the world revolves around the sound of their voice

(Voice of the seagulls)

Makes my psyche feel so tiny and my sanity go feeble

But that's not me though, I know I have an ego

I know that I'm a jerk at times and hypocritical (Huh)

Don't mean to get political, but I know some ellipticals

That have more functionality, a part of me just wants to gag, you see

[Pre-Chorus]

I don't care who your husband is

Don't care how many girls you'vе kissed

How many lives you've influеnced

You're just like everybody else

I'm only ever in the Hills

Because the label pays my bills

I'd rather be at home with monsters

Than the City of Angels

[Chorus]

I don't get bitches, I get money

Got real friends who think I'm funny

I don't smoke and I don't party at all

I got coupons in my pocket and I rarely shop at Target

I don't flex my seven figures at all

I don't get— (Mm)

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 2]

I've been sad for a day, so I guess that means I'm lame

That's okay, you can talk about how I should be ashamed

No, it doesn't bother me, 'cause I'm a fucking prodigy

And being cool means to be a fucking dumbass, logically

Then sure, I guess you're cool, congrats, one of a kind

I took one look at your face and, no, I can't say I'm surprised

Your design and how you are

It left me speechless, it's bizarre

How you can be this fucking stupid

Yet deserve to be a tsar (Woo!)

[Pre-Chorus]

I simply do not give a fuck

You say I'm trash, bitch, I'm the truck

You'd kiss my ass and hold my cup

If you had found out who I was

It's funny how some people change

Soon as they recognize my face

Their fits are fly, but heads are dense

You're not that guy, bro, no offense

[Chorus]

(I-I-I—) I don't get bitches, I get money

Got real friends who think I'm funny

I don't smoke and I don't party at all

I got coupons in my pocket and I rarely shop at Target

I don't flex my seven figures at all

I don't get— (Mm)

[Outro]

(Woo, woo!)

I don't get— (Mm)

(Woo, woo!)

I don't get—