Sell Out

Mamma mia Paganini in your era, ayo Hmm, this melody ring any bells? It's your La Campanella Ding ding ding! That's right I see you tryna shut me down So I'ma have to shut you up Looking like a clown Coming for my crown Y'all don't really know what's up You say that it's not a game But I think it's kinda lame That after getting all your fame All your songs They be sounding all the same Barely making songs How you call yourselves pop stars You must play the tuba Cause you keep repeating only two bars Of my Campanella Which is still trending in this era Even after two hundred years I'm still a legendary rockstar If you think that you're really the K-Pop queens Then you better think twice Ding ding ding Ding ding ding I sold my soul to the devil You sold yours to your label Sell it, sell it, sell it, sell it Sell it, sell it, sell it, sell it Unlike you, I have principles "Bunch of wannabes that wanna be me" Who do you think you are? Constantly singing 'bout money and cars What a disgrace to art Posing for brands and commercials No different than Instagram models It's time for you all to be humbled So catch me when you hear my Stradivari go- Dollar bills, don't you love the way that it feels? Always talking 'bout- Money money money Money money money I sold my soul to the devil You sold yours to your label Sell it, sell it, sell it, sell it Sell it, sell it, sell it, sell it Unlike you, I have principles Metronome faster than 205 Can you keep up with my tempo? 'Cause if you can't handle this prestissimo You better double stop, subito Fighting a 1v4 solo I'ma still play y'all like a concerto This will be done in a blink of an eye Roasted, con fuoco I sold my soul to the devil You sold yours to your label Sell it, sell it, sell it, sell it Sell it, sell it, sell it, sell it Unlike you, unlike you, I have principles