Mamma mia Paganini in your era (ey yo) Hmm. This melody ringing any bells? It's your la campanella Ding ding ding! That's right I see you tryna shut me down So I'ma have to shut you up Looking like a clown, coming for my crown Y'all don't really know what's up You say that it's not a game But I think that it's kinda lame That after getting all your fame All your songs, they be sounding all the same Barely making song, how you call yourselves pop stars You must play the tuba, 'cause you keep repeating only two bars Of my campanella, which is still trending in this era Even after two hundred years, I'm still a legendary rock star If you think that you're really the k-pop queens Then you better think twice Ding ding ding Ding ding ding I sold my soul to the devil You sold yours to your label Sell it sell it sell it sell it Sell it sell it sell it sell it Unlike you, I have principles Bunch of wannabes that wanna be me Who do you think you are? Constantly singing 'bout money and cars What a disgrace to art Posing for brands and commercials No different from Instagram models It's time for you all to be humbled So catch me when you hear my stradivari go Dollar bills, don't you love the way that it feels? Always talking 'bout Money money money Money money money I sold my soul to the devil You sold yours to your label Sell it sell it sell it sell it Sell it sell it sell it sell it Unlike you, I have principles Metronome faster than two-zero-five Can you keep up with my tempo? 'Cause if you can't handle this prestissimo You better double stop, subito Fighting a 1v4 solo, I'ma still play you like a concerto This will be done in the blink of an eye Roasted, con fuoco I sold my soul to the devil You sold yours to your label Sell it sell it sell it sell it Sell it sell it sell it sell it Unlike you, unlike you, I have principles Hahaha! It was awesome! Hahaha! Why are you laughing? You know that song's not about you, right? That's kinda their concept That's their thing Oh Amma mia Hahaha!