I'm Corny
Okay, I'm corny, all my songs are super boring
I'm like Macklemore on crack, if he smoked it 'til he was forty
I'm a racist, I'm a sexist, I try too hard to be cool
I'm a clickbait rapper, I pay for all of my views
I got white-white-white privilege leaking out my eyes when I cry
And I'm always shedding tears, 'cause it's hard to be white
My girlfriend writes my raps, I hope I never get dumped again
I hate the Libtards, so I must be Republican
All my Gucci is fake, I got this Louis on sale
I'm a snitch, like Tekashi, so I will never see jail
I look just like the mumble rappers, that everyone hates
I braid my hair, like a girl, put tattoos on my face, ya
Why do you keep talking 'bout me?
Everything's been said
All that hate, it isn't healthy
You might end up dead
They call me a loser, say I suck
Tell me I'm ugly, well, so what?
You're so stupid, are you drunk?
Say it to my face, and I'll kick your butt
They call me a loser, say I suck
Tell me I'm ugly, well, so what?
You're so stupid, are you drunk?
Say it to my face, and I'll kick your butt
Kick your butt
Okay, I'm corny and whack, I'm horrible trash
I'm the worst rapper alive, and I'm ignorin' the facts
I try too hard to be edgy, my bars are garbage, you win
I'm one-hundred percent pure, Grade-A, Colombian cringe
And if rap was a game, you could play with your friends
I'd be the SoundCloud rapper boss, you fought at the end
Look, I'm so thirsty for clout, that I'd slap my mama, for fame
I'm thirty, but I look like I'm your grandfather's age
I'm like Joyner Lucas-Corny had a baby with Logic
The doctor dropped it on his head and said, "That's a Tom MacDonald"
I smell like MGK just ate a burger and farted
And my face tattoos look like I fell asleep at a party
Retarded
Why do you keep talking 'bout me? Everything's been said
All that hate, it isn't healthy, you might end up dead
They call me a loser, say I suck
Tell me I'm ugly, well, so what?
You're so stupid, are you drunk?
Say it to my face, and I'll kick your butt
They call me a loser, say I suck
Tell me I'm ugly, well, so what?
You're so stupid, are you drunk?
Say it to my face, and I'll kick your butt
Kick your butt
Retard, loser, you're so gay, you're so corny, you're so lame
You're unhappy, so you call me names
Been the same since seventh grade: angry, sad, and full of hate
Take it out on me 'cause you're in pain
They call me a loser, say I suck
Tell me I'm ugly, well, so what?
You're so stupid, are you drunk?
Say it to my face, and I'll kick your butt
They call me a loser, say I suck
Tell me I'm ugly, well, so what?
You're so stupid, are you drunk?
Say it to my face, and I'll kick your butt
They call me a loser, say I suck
Tell me I'm ugly, well, so what?
You're so stupid, are you drunk?
Say it to my face, and I'll kick your butt
They call me a loser, say I suck
Tell me I'm ugly, well, so what?
You're so stupid, are you drunk?
Say it to my face, and I'll kick your butt
Kick your butt
I'm like Macklemore on crack, if he smoked it 'til he was forty
I'm a racist, I'm a sexist, I try too hard to be cool
I'm a clickbait rapper, I pay for all of my views
I got white-white-white privilege leaking out my eyes when I cry
And I'm always shedding tears, 'cause it's hard to be white
My girlfriend writes my raps, I hope I never get dumped again
I hate the Libtards, so I must be Republican
All my Gucci is fake, I got this Louis on sale
I'm a snitch, like Tekashi, so I will never see jail
I look just like the mumble rappers, that everyone hates
I braid my hair, like a girl, put tattoos on my face, ya
Why do you keep talking 'bout me?
Everything's been said
All that hate, it isn't healthy
You might end up dead
They call me a loser, say I suck
Tell me I'm ugly, well, so what?
You're so stupid, are you drunk?
Say it to my face, and I'll kick your butt
They call me a loser, say I suck
Tell me I'm ugly, well, so what?
You're so stupid, are you drunk?
Say it to my face, and I'll kick your butt
Kick your butt
Okay, I'm corny and whack, I'm horrible trash
I'm the worst rapper alive, and I'm ignorin' the facts
I try too hard to be edgy, my bars are garbage, you win
I'm one-hundred percent pure, Grade-A, Colombian cringe
And if rap was a game, you could play with your friends
I'd be the SoundCloud rapper boss, you fought at the end
Look, I'm so thirsty for clout, that I'd slap my mama, for fame
I'm thirty, but I look like I'm your grandfather's age
I'm like Joyner Lucas-Corny had a baby with Logic
The doctor dropped it on his head and said, "That's a Tom MacDonald"
I smell like MGK just ate a burger and farted
And my face tattoos look like I fell asleep at a party
Retarded
Why do you keep talking 'bout me? Everything's been said
All that hate, it isn't healthy, you might end up dead
They call me a loser, say I suck
Tell me I'm ugly, well, so what?
You're so stupid, are you drunk?
Say it to my face, and I'll kick your butt
They call me a loser, say I suck
Tell me I'm ugly, well, so what?
You're so stupid, are you drunk?
Say it to my face, and I'll kick your butt
Kick your butt
Retard, loser, you're so gay, you're so corny, you're so lame
You're unhappy, so you call me names
Been the same since seventh grade: angry, sad, and full of hate
Take it out on me 'cause you're in pain
They call me a loser, say I suck
Tell me I'm ugly, well, so what?
You're so stupid, are you drunk?
Say it to my face, and I'll kick your butt
They call me a loser, say I suck
Tell me I'm ugly, well, so what?
You're so stupid, are you drunk?
Say it to my face, and I'll kick your butt
They call me a loser, say I suck
Tell me I'm ugly, well, so what?
You're so stupid, are you drunk?
Say it to my face, and I'll kick your butt
They call me a loser, say I suck
Tell me I'm ugly, well, so what?
You're so stupid, are you drunk?
Say it to my face, and I'll kick your butt
Kick your butt
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Macdonald, Nova Paholek
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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