Guilty Pleasure Songtext
von Attila

I know what it is, y′all motherfuckers don't gotta tell me
I see you hatin′ down there in your momma's basement eating your big old bag of Cheetos
Greasy ass fingers smashing hateful shit into your keyboard
I know you're mad at me, but I love you all motherfuckers
I know you jam this fucking album, this your fuckin′ shit

All these motherfuckers wanna be like me
I′m having a grand ole fucking time so come and get you a piece
You wanna try me motherfucker, yeah, well, nothing's for free
You gotta pay the fucking price determinations the fee

Yeah, all these newcomers try to copy my shit
I′m telling 'em fuck it, fuck it, suck it, you′re just not that legit
You cannot hang motherfucker, so just stick to your niche
You'll never do it like I do ′cause you're a boohoo ass bitch

I'm going crazy, and circumstance is to blame
Between these sleepless nights, working all goddamn day, aw shit
Success has come with a price
So when you′re contemplating fame you should take my advice


Listen, you′ve gotta be yourself
You've got to break the mold, personalities are valuable
Every single day and every single night
Jealous people will try to bring you down

Motherfucker

Balls to the wall if you′re a real OG
Hold it down, go hard, always stay bitch-free
Never let a motherfucker try to get in the way
And if they ever try to stop you slap 'em in the face

All these motherfuckers wanna be like me
I′m having a grand ole fucking time so come and get you a piece
You wanna try me motherfucker, yeah, well, nothing's for free
You gotta pay the fucking price determinations the fee

Yeah, all these newcomers try to copy my shit
I′m telling 'em fuck it, fuck it, suck it, you're just not that legit
You cannot hang motherfucker, so just stick to your niche
You′ll never do it like I do ′cause you're a boohoo ass bitch

So mentally violent, this is a game you cannot win
You couldn′t handle all the shit I see and hear
So fucking go


Fucking assholes and undeserving cunts
Riding on a cloud of luck until that luck runs out
Fuck
Let me see you put it down

Hard work and dedication, that's what makes an OG
Get the fuck outta the game if you thought this shit was free
I got your bitch in front of me and she be sucking this D
I give her an extra point, she calls me lord referee

Banging down south but I can′t guarantee
That I'll meet you in my city, but I′ll hit you with the weed
Racks in the back seat, hoes on their knees
Saying I'm their guilty pleasure but their boyfriend hates me

All these motherfuckers wanna be like me
I'm having a grand ole fucking time so come and get you a piece
You wanna try me motherfucker, yeah, well, nothing′s for free
You gotta pay the fucking price determinations the fee

Yeah, all these newcomers try to copy my shit
I′m telling 'em fuck it, fuck it, suck it, you′re just not that legit
You cannot hang motherfucker, so just stick to your niche
You'll never do it like I do ′cause you're a boohoo ass bitch

Go fuck yourself, you fucking piece of shit