16, no saint, outta my mind You wanna start a fight? Yeah, I'll make a man cry Make a grown man cry, make a grown man cry You wanna start a fight? I'll make a grown man cry I'll make a, I'll make a grown man cry So bad, I'll make a grown man cry One, two, three, I'll pick 'em off like fleas No peace, I make the chaos chic You're tryna keep up with your vibe, so weak Nah, that life's so bleak Just a sip, I'm iconic, I hit catastrophic (Boy, just back up) that simp is moronic Okay, boomer, sit down, shut up Watch me leave 'fore I vomit, don't vibe check me Now it's my time to shine It's your turn to cry 16, no saint, outta my mind You wanna start a fight? Yeah, I'll make a man cry Make a grown man cry, make a grown man cry You wanna start a fight? I'll make a grown man cry I'll make a, I'll make a grown man cry So bad, I'll make a grown man cry The girl of your nightmares, put you in a high chair Take all that power away Yeah, I'ma die on my way there, I don't wanna play fair Violence up in my veins Cut me loose, I'ma rage Like a fuse, melt my face Call me rude, I'm so vain Call me cruel 'cause you can't get a taste (of me) Now it's time to shine It's your turn to cry