[Intro]
   

[Verse 1]

Hey, don't you

 hate those ty

pes of people
       
That believe t

hey're in a mo

vie? And their

 movie needs a

 sequel?
         
That the world

 revolves arou

nd the sound o

f their voice
(Voice of the seagulls)
         
Makes my psych

e feel so tiny

 and my sanity

 go feeble
   
But that's not

 me though, I 

know I have an

 ego
  
I know that I'

m a jerk at ti

mes and hypocr

itical
              
Don't mean to 


get political,

 but I know so

me ellipticals
              
That have more

 
 functionality

, a part of me

 just wants th

e gang to see

[Pre-Chorus]
             
I don't care w

              
ho your husban

  
d is
              
Don't care how

              
 many girls yo

     
u've kissed
              
How many lives

             
 you've influe

nced
              
You're just li

              
ke everybody e


lse
              
I'm only ever 

       
in the hills
              
Because the la

            
bel pays my bi

lls
              
I'd rather be 

             
at home with m

onsters

Than the city of angels

[Chorus]
         
I don't get bi

tches, I get m

oney
         
Got real frien

ds who think I

'm funny
            
I don't smoke 

              
and I don't pa

          
rty at all
             
I got coupons 

              
in my pocket a

     
nd I rarely sh

op at Target
            
I don't flex m

              
y seven figure

        
s at all
            
I don't get— (

Mm)

[Instrumental Break]
  

[Verse 2]
          
I've been sad 

for a day, so 

I guess that m

eans I'm lame
        
That's okay, y

ou can talk ab

out how I shou

ld be ashamed
       
No, it doesn't

 bother me, 'c

ause I'm a fuc

king prodigy
          
And being cool

 means to be a

 fucking dumba

ss, logically
       
Then sure, I g

uess you're co

ol, congrats, 

one of a kind
       
I took one loo

k at your face

 and, no, I ca

n't say I'm su

rprised
       
Your design an

d how you are 

left me speech

less, it's biz

arre
            
How you can be

 this fucking 

stupid, yet, d

eserve to be a

 tzar (Woo!)

[Pre-Chorus]
             
I simply do no

         
t give a fuck
              
You say I'm tr

              
ash, bitch, I'

      
m the truck
              
You'd kiss my 

              
ass and hold m

  
y cup
              
If you had fou

             
nd out who I w

as
              
It's funny how

             
 some people c


hange
              
Soon as they r

            
ecognize my fa

ce
              
Their fits are

              
 fly, but head

      
s are dense
                               N.C
You're not that guy, bro, no offense

[Chorus]
             
(I-I-I—) I don

't get bitches

, I get money
         
Got real frien

ds who think I

'm funny
            
I don't smoke 

              
and I don't pa

          
rty at all
             
I got coupons 

              
in my pocket a

     
nd I rarely sh

op at Target
            
I don't flex m

              
y seven figure

        
s at all
            
I don't get— (

Mm)

[Outro]
         
       I don't

     
 get— (Mm)