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[Intro: Jane Remover]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ah, ah, ah, ah (Go, go)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Go, go)

[Chorus: Jane Remover]

I might sing a song, I go, "La-la-la, la"

Feel like Bryan Silva, I go, "Gra-ta-ta-ta"

And I'm always cookin’ up, it is no pasta (Pasta)

You're a loser, yeah, go cry to your mama

[Verse 1: Jane Remover]

And I heard you bitin' flows, like a piranha (A piranha)

And now you say, "You look like I don’t wanna" (I don't wanna)

And your stacks looking bumpy like a llama (Like a llama)

They gon' listen to me like I'm Dalai Lama (Dalai Lama)

I'm like your parent, not your mommy, not your papa (Not your papa)

And I find it so convenient, like at Wawa

And, and you at Burger King, I'ma order whoppers (Order whoppers)

You're like a supermarket if it had no shoppers (Had no shoppers)

You're like a parrot ’cause you talk only when I talk

They leave you flatter than a pancake, like at IHOP (Like at IHOP)

Walk in this party and this girl doing the thot walk

(Can you even do that? Is that even possible?)

(Like, do girls even exist?)

[Chorus: Jane Remover]

I might sing a song, I go, "La-la-la, la"

Feel like Bryan Silva, I go, "Gra-ta-ta-ta"

And I’m always cookin' up, it is no pasta (Pasta)

You’re a loser, yeah, go cry to your mama

[Verse 2: blxty]

You a fake bitch, I don't fuck with you

Toss your head in a carousel

Countin' bills and olive oil

Had to do what I had to do

[?]

You can tell your friends but your family ain't have life here

"Blxty said I’m fat," right, bitch, and you're in a fit

Wasting all your time now, this is just the prelim

Go, go, go, go

[?] steal your flow

I'ma go and do the most

[?]

I don't wanna see your ghost

Switch sides if you're feeling low

Are you sure you won't feel this now?

[?]

[Verse 3: kmoe]

Slice at your head with a knife

You know I don't play, got a sword like a knight

Slice at your head, make you cry

Yeah, I get no money but I get head all the time

Slice at your head with a knife

You know I don't play, got a sword like a knight

Slice at your head, make you cry

Yeah, I get no money but I get head all the time

[Chorus: Jane Remover]

I might sing a song, I go, "La-la-la, la"

Feel like Bryan Silva, I go, "Gra-ta-ta-ta"

And I'm always cookin' up, it is no pasta (Pasta)

You're a loser, yeah, go cry to your mama