Bank account on E, like my gas tank
I'm tweaking out in the best way
No matter what my dad says
No cash but my rhymes stay clever
Rock bottom has never looked better
And I'm sorry
My words are too inexplicit, baby
But my tongue has been going a little crazy lately
It's got of mind of it's own don't let it bother you
If you were a pill then it would open and swallow you
Rock bottom, sandy cheeks
Oh my god, I'm a freak
Nothing in the fridge for me to eat
Rock bottom looks pretty on me, on me
Rock bottom, rock bottom, rock bottom
Looks pretty good on me, on me
Rock bottom, rock bottom, rock bottom
Looks pretty good on me, I'm on fleek