All you wanna do is cocaine Play guitar, think that you’re Cobain Paint your nails and you pop your pills And you tell your friends how you copped a feel
Why you gotta roll your own smokes You’re the only one laughing at your own jokes You can bleach your hair till your someone else But I’ll always have you figured out
You’re so full of it Smells like counterfeit Just a narcissist, fakin’ it
Oh you’re such a wannabe (ah ah) You can’t pull that shit with me (ah ah) Nothing but a wannabe (ah ah) Boy, that shit is basic, such an imitation Such a wannabe
Baby, you’re a walking cliché Drop me off if you wanna drop names Play pretend with your famous friends But I wonder why they never call on week days
You’d do anything To be relevant I’m just telling it how it is
Oh you’re such a wannabe (ah ah) You can’t pull that shit with me (ah ah) Nothing but a wannabe (ah ah) Boy, that shit is basic, such an imitation Such a wannabe
You just want attention Followers and mentions Wonder what it feels like Running away from real life
Oh you’re such a wannabe (ah ah) You can’t pull that shit with me (ah ah) Nothing but a wannabe (ah ah) Boy, that shit is basic, such an imitation Such a wannabe