[Verse 1: Kid Milli]
Yeah
Lived for as long as 30 years, yeah
Sorry for pretending to be perfect, I’m still a student
These days, I get deep sleep, my skin's in bad shape
Even if rappers stay up all night, they just imitate me anyway
Nerd boy with a big CH belt
My mind’s like the Busan port, affected and spilling over
I want to make even more money (Ooh)
So I can’t become washed up yet (Ooh)
Ay, to my seniors, now when you make music
It’s time to dress it up a bit, please drop your biases (Yeah, yeah)
Soon you’ll be just another fast rapper rushing by
This is a tip before I finish my meal, regular at Koreatown BCD, you know
A kid who works like crazy, non-student
With blood-like taxes, made a few parks for rappers to drink at
Big Naughty and I are in vocational schools
Speaking boldly to people like my father
[Interlude: Kid Milli]
Oh, yeah-yeah
Oh, yeah-yeah
Oh, yeah-yeah
Oh, yeah-yeah
Oh, yeah-yeah
Oh, yeah-yeah
Oh, yeah-yeah
Oh, yeah-yeah
Naughty, Milli, you never live like this
[Verse 2: BIG Naughty]
Every week I’m sitting in the studio with a beer
Popping a can, in front of my MacBook with a gray hoodie on
Just spit something, and sales go up
This is so sweet, no need for loans
Stacking up cabbage, I’m a pest in the hip-hop scene
I don’t need respect, maybe I’m an actor
Feels like I’ve become Bae Doona, ICN to Hollywood
ICN to Hollywood, ICN to Hollywood
But I don’t smoke backwoods
I don’t smoke backwoods