La la la la la la La la la la La la la la la la You know I said how I come back but I'm so dead now I'ma act up You know I said how I come back but I'm so dead now I'ma act up Don't judge yourself, just love yourself And if you hatin' on me, go fuck yourself 'Cause this all I got and there ain't nothing else Fuck mental health, I don't need no doctor I'ma die before I need a fucking walker I'ma drink a coke and I'ma eat a whopper You a opera watcher, I'ma oppa stopper If she hate on me, then I'm a fucking drop her But if she got cake, call me Betty Crocker I'm a smooth talker (smooth talker) Operator, what is the problem? This shit is too fucking awesome I just did a show in Austin I was really going off then Girls say, "Payday really flossin" I'm really joshin' Put my ashes in a bong when I die And smoke me, and smoke me You know I said how I come back but I'm so dead now I'ma act up You know I said how I come back but I'm so dead now I'ma act up Excuses, excuses I know you hate that I do this I take the bait like a doofus I'm playing catch like I'm Rufus I want the mansion from Clueless I want my coupe to be ruthless I want them all to sing my song When the instrumental loops It's not that hard to be dead like me Walking out anomaly With my bread on my cheese, don't smile at me And I never say please to the paparazzi You know I said how I come back but I'm so dead now I'ma act up You know I said how I come back but I'm so dead now I'ma act up ♪ La la la la