(AV with that drip, hoe)

Uh, uh, filthy leech, you using everybody's work to get your fame
You a fraud, bitch, why you always lying, faking, playing games?
You made a living corrupting millions of children and they brains
Try'na sue your husband but we both know that you gon' l

I guess that this bitch want to smoke
I'm inhaling his pack, yeah
That's why they done gave me this name
Goddamn this clout shit is no joke
Yeah just look at this weasel
And look at what he did for the fame
Bitch your YouTube gon die in a month
Cause you ain't really

(Hit the road Jack, and don'cha come back)
(No more, no more, no more, no more)

Hit the road Jack (Come on), and don'cha come back (Come on)
No more
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Now I'm finna-gonna get up on this motherfuckin' crack-head streamer
Tryna scam his fans
Bitch