If you're listening to this track, Spender might be dead
Or canceled forever
Make a TikTok in his memory-

I'm Spender, whoa, whoa
Yes, yo
I'm out of the Matrix, out of the network (out)
I've got three fingers in, I'm putting in the fourth, the fifth, the sixth, the seventh
Swag, swag, spinning around
One for the money, two for the sex
I'm like Elvis when he does that move
But I'm standing still
Within a year they'll cancel me like The Idol
Because I only talk about sex, like The Idol
I'm obsessed, I think of nothing else
But pussy, ass, and giving away my dick
I'm correct, politically speaking
I ask for consent, I apologize, I'm crazy
Gabriele, I wanted to know if Beba has a dick
Tell me, tell me, why does she rap like a man

Eh Spender, we're not there
You can't say these things
But how, it's a compliment
Yes, it's a compliment, but a sexist compliment
Imagine Chiara Ferragni calls you and asks for explanations
Then what do you say?
Eh, I say

Guess who's back?
It's the return, the bad guy, the villain
Of the village idiot
Every time I open my mouth I'm ruined
I make a mess as if I'm vomiting
They call the guards, the firefighters, and the ambulance
Every time I'm in the building
They go, "Spender, Spender, Spender"
I'm not a role model, I'm The Idol

I'm the sexologist of Livio Ricciardi
I'm the personal trainer of Gaia Bianchi
Anna Ciati said she likes bald guys (perfect)
But I don't like big feet
My trans friend likes my lesbian friend (eh?)
So my friend is straight
She also likes my gay friend's lesbian friend
My trans friend is a genius
She loves techno, but she's from Parioli
She doesn't leave the house without fast glasses
Outside my house door, there's a line of thotties
Ehm, and how do you choose?
I fuck them all, plot twist

Guess who's back?
It's the return, the bad guy, the villain
Of the village idiot
Every time I open my mouth I'm ruined
I make a mess as if I'm vomiting
They call the guards, the firefighters, and the ambulance
Every time I'm in the building
They go, "Spender, Spender, Spender"
I'm not a role model, I'm The Idol

They call the guards, the firefighters, and the ambulance
And I'm out of my mind
Look mom, today I'm getting canceled
Say the name three times, I'll be back in a flash

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