[Intro: Rebecca Nobel]
Can you turn me up a little bit?
Hey
Oh
Hm, mm-mm
[Chorus: Rebecca Nobel]
Who the hell do you think you are?
Jewels and a fancy car
You ain't built like that so take that back
Better wish on a falling star
Oh, you (Oh, you)
Living in a fantasy world
[Verse 1: Slug]
I'm exhausted, got bags underneath my heart
But I'll liberate your car before my people starve
I'm swimmin' through the garbage with maggots and artists
Face down, drowning in the shaggest of carpets
I know it probably sounds like a complaint, but it ain't
Keep a roller ready for the wet paint
If you don't trust yourself, you can't believe in anybody else
We ain't got thе time to help you realign your parallеls
I'm not embarrassed, just scared to fail
You can definitely tell by my hair and my nails
I shot the deputy, the sheriff was a separate deal
We all standing in line to ride the same fuckin' Ferris wheel
Excuse me, crab, I'm not havin' it
You wanna take a stab? Contact the upper management
Ain't enough time to keep waitin' for tomorrow
Open up the wine, drink straight from the bottle
[Chorus: Rebecca Nobel & Locksmith]
Who the hell do you think you are? (Uh-huh)
Jewels and a fancy car
You ain't built like that so take that back
Better wish on a falling star
Oh, you (I know what it is, Oh, you)
Living in a fantasy world (Yes, yo, yo)
[Verse 2: Locksmith]
You think celebrity status is staticless 'til you stack your chips and you wager (What?)
Self examination for government printed paper (Yeah)
Some of us tend to taper integrity for some acres
Slice of Americana 'cause their Madonna is Taylor (Damn)
Made for the people that's only seeking acceptance
Rather just pretend than accept the scam you dressed in (No)
Why even address him? Me, I got a bone to pick
Better yet, a fish to fry, you cappin', no big surprise
Your rappin' is wit deprived, solely superficial (Ugh)
Instant gratification, you lack the patience for fiscal (Yeah)
Rewards, you on board but it's only for an image
That sucker in high school showboating during a scrimmage (Sucker)
Gloating just for attention, essentially just a prostitute
They give likes, so you kiss ass to constitute
More social currency, currently chasin' bucks
On Fantasy Island, you Tattoos prove you fake as fuck
[Chorus: Rebecca Nobel]
Who the hell do you think you are?
Jewels and a fancy car
You ain't built like that so take that back
Better wish on a falling star
Oh, you (Oh, you)
Living in a fantasy world
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