Lyrics: Mantra/Nora Lum
Music: Mantra/Nora Lum
Got a hipster man on a Vespa
He a vegan so we always eatin chestn**s
And he brewin kombucha in a bathtub (back up)
Failed school, SUNY, but he graduated bankrupt
Yah. I’m his #1 fan doe
Droppin down serenade me on a banjo
Body fit like his daddy was a Brando
Ooh his daddy rich, why he livin in a van tho?
Got anotha dude, think he a bro doe
So imma let him do all that he Pinot
Mass state grad and he loves Scar Face
Fine-ass sucka love talkin bout his car make
But I ain’t flinch at his CV stats
Cause the man named Poop when he pledged a frat
And the man’s ex-trainer was this and that
Meanwhile I’m like...
“Can you shut the **** up, Steve?”
Yah
Ionno about that
Had to go bro, sorry i ain’t even text back, yeh
Na Na i dunno about that, man
Na Na i dunno about that
Had to ghost (break it off break it off) (x4)
Got a Fairfax, high-piece ye lover
Loves J, Big Sean, and Don Glover
Camped out 3 nights for the new Supreme
And when he falls asleep he got yeezy dreams, but
B***h, like, why you got a vape tho?
Rockin vans and you don’t even skate tho
Keep 8ths at his cooter rock gate
Now jump mans dabbin in the OVO goose down
And I feel for the mother****er
Strong-ass, independent, fly-ass b*****s
Guess all the b*****s lied to us b*****s
Cause the life is an ocean they gon as fishes
Yah
Ionno about that
Had to go bro, sorry i ain’t even text back, yeh
Na Na i dunno about that, man
Na Na i dunno about that
Had to ghost (break it off break it off) (x4)