I do it, I do it, do it (it really don't matter to me dawg)

Tom (Tom), Varg (Varg), Morrissey (yeah)
Bunch of timid white who can't fuck with me (okay)
My daddy told me these white can't keep a key (woo!)
Fifth in his face, got him singing C (damn)
Never (woo!) Mind, you or me (okay)
Fuck a Johnny Rotten, I want Lil B (man)
Fuck you niggas talkin', this a killin' spree (dang)
Pull up on a cracker, bumpin' Lil Peep
God (God) damn (damn), holy sheet
Got my reparations, bought some jewelry (yo)
Ayy, I'm a left-wing Hades
26 with a fresh .380

We show you exactly how we do it down in the country, baby
This Alabama though, huh

Watch make you go cock-eyed
Racks make you walk wop-sided
And you know I rock real diamonds
You ain't even gotta look at 'em

On my dick, 'cause I'm edgy
Sit ya pale ass down, have a Pepsi, yeah
I'm way past flexing
Feel the dab in my chest, this is venting
Now maybe I'm s-, okay