Lyrics
Yeah, yeah
Sensible J. times Dutch
Here come the drums
This right here is dedicated to any phoney homies who judge
But can’t look in the mirror, you suck
I do not care about how I look in your Le Specs
Your vision of my street wear’s of no interest to me
I’m being myself, hence I’m being the best
I’m dope like shit you slip until you need antihistamine
And it’s been like that my entire lifespan
Like my right hand, I do me infinitely
When you got a light tan amongst white man
You’re gonna stand out, I don’t say that for sympathy
It’s fucked for, talking ‘bout swag
Know that that’s not shit to him
Doc Martins and raw denim on my ligaments
If you’re not feeling it and want to take shots at the boy
Like George Zimmerman, eat a dick
Huh, nah you’ll never see me faking a fuck
Can’t be cool if you copying what’s already, huh?
Plus you fuckers are making me to God
The way you fuckers try too hard, my Lord
Ah, fuck your opinion, 'cause no matter what
My team’s gonna continue to do what we do
We don’t care what you think, nah
Go ahead, kick up a stink because we just do what we do
Your whole life is a farce, what we make is art
That’s why you come last and we do what we do
We stay true to us, we keep on improving us
Ooh, we just do what we do
You know my favourite shit?
When you first start making shit and
Nobody cares but then it works and
And everybody’s got to add their two cents
Motherfuckers are shameless, huh?
They come at you, trying to drain you
Like girls when they take my cum
Then break you like interrogations done
By government agents at Guantanamo Bay, uh
All so they get a momentary power trip
A break from lives they can’t be proud to live
But if you talk shit to me, just know that
You dealing with an Ironman like Rob Downey, bish
Wanna tell me 'bout rap, then I tell you like this
You didn’t write, buy, sign, or distribute this shit
So you’re not in your right mind if you think that this is
Church where you can preach or contribute to shit
I don’t know you, how the fuck can I owe you?
Answer me that, go ahead, I’m listening
Even my closest don’t go in on my vocals
So how come you can? And why do you think I give a shit?
So next time you see me out at a function
Keep your advice and you keep your assumptions
'Cause we’re keeping it hard as chilli enchiladas and
We don’t leave the studio until shit’s bumping, sucker
Ah, fuck your opinion, 'cause no matter what
My team’s gonna continue to do what we do
We don’t care what you think, nah
Go ahead, kick up a stink because we just do what we do
Your whole life is a farce, what we make is art
That’s why you come last and we do what we do
We stay true to us, we keep on improving us
Ooh, we just do what we do
I said, fuck your opinion, 'cause no matter what
My team’s gonna continue to do what we do
We don’t care what you think, nah
Go ahead, kick up a stink because we just do what we do
Your whole life is a farce, what we make is art
That’s why you come last and we do what we do
We stay true to us, we keep on improving us
Ooh, we just do what we do
Bouncing
Keep bouncing
Keep bouncing
Keep bouncing
Keep bouncing