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How's it going buddy, they say my voice is cursed
I tried bumping your songs, that was even worse
The last thing you'd want is to end up in a hearse
In the meme graveyard, what we all deserve
I got the foot lettuce
You got a foot fettish
Pockets full of relish
I bet you hella jealous
I'm the number 1 scariest
When it comes to giving chills, I'm nefarious
It's melee, not may-lay
I don't care what you say, say
I've been balling like Ray-Ray
I get spins like a Beyblade
And I'm real with you no matter what I say or what I do
You know I always gotta stay true to my roots
Number 15
You can catch me on your screen
Vids so scary make you scream
Treat everyday like Halloween
Living, walking, talking meme
Number 15
Skrt off in a time machine
Pull up in a limousine
Something that you've never seen
Living, walking, talking meme
Number 15
"Hey Dylan, ain't you mad" What, why
"Cause PewDiePie said you had a stupid voice?" Oh my
Nah, I'm chilling, I might just rejoice
This sh*t got me grinning, so it's all G my guy
It's melee, not may-lay
I don't care what you say, say
I've been balling like Ray-Ray
I get spins like a Beyblade
And I'm real with you no matter what I say or what I do
You know I always gotta stay true to my roots
Number 15
You can catch me on your screen
Vids so scary make you scream
Treat everyday like Halloween
Living, walking, talking meme
Number 15
Skrt off in a time machine
Pull up in a limousine
Something that you've never seen
Living, walking, talking meme
Number 15
In my basement, all these plaques
Working hard, not looking back
Then I blackout on a track
Kill the beat like Zodiac
Madden Game, I'm making plays
Come with me, I paved the way
Captain Chills, I save the day
Rolling up a paper plane