
[HOOK] SO WHAT MOTHERFUCKER SO WHAT You pushin trash SO WHAT BITCH Top the charts with shit SO WHAT DUMBASS All that fake-ass hype SO WHAT HOE Clickin like a retard SO WHAT FUCKER We don’t give a damn SO WHAT ASSHOLE SO WHAT SO WHAT SO WHAT [Verse] Why’s there only one damn standard I’m askin you seriously Can you even imagine this shit Some folks spend hours on one track Mixin layerin writin bars tunin vocals Eyes damn near bleedin from the screen And they lose to a bunch of clowns Who can “top the charts” with one brain-dead like button Man that’s insane as fuck You tellin me this is real This whole ranking system’s a trash-ass vote site Seein who’s the worst not who’s the best Not “good music wins” nah It’s “the uglier the track the higher it climbs” What kinda bullshit standard is that Get the fuck outta here [Verse] And then they take that whole fuckin pile of shit wrap it up in some “magical confidence” like they’re servin Michelin-star diarrhea and shove it on everyone’s table like “Bon appétit motherfuckers” And the craziest shit Some idiots actually swallow that garbage like full-on throat-deep slide-it-down-the-gullet kinda swallow then sit there smilin sayin “Mhmm Great fucked-up system so fair I’m choking on this shit and loving it” Man even God lookin down chokin on holy water like “Jesus Christ can y’all donate your tongues your taste buds hell your whole fuckin judgment to science ’Cause clearly none of that shit’s gettin used” [Verse 3] A year ago maybe Suno didn’t expect this Sure everything was new But now it’s almost two years in And the platform turned into Don’t need to listen Don’t need good music Don’t need structure emotion arrangement Just need fast fingers And a small army of sweet-talking brain-rotted likers Boom your track flies What a fuckin joke It ain’t a music chart It’s a contest of “Who got more people tappin like for absolutely no reason” And these idiots keep tappin commentin sharin Like they’re earnin a damn “Community Ambassador” medal [Hook] You hit No1 SO WHAT MOTHERFUCKER You got a ring SO WHAT BITCH Cosmic inheritance SO WHAT ASSHOLE Pushin trash SO WHAT DUMBASS Stinkin so bad SO WHAT HOE Shove it up your own asshole SO WHAT FUCKER We don’t give a damn SO WHAT MOTHERFUCKER SO WHAT SO WHAT SO WHAT SO WHAT SO WHAT SO WHAT SO WHAT SO WHAT SO WHAT SO WHAT MOTHERFUCKER [Bridge] And stay there Don’t come back out Your IQ’s startin to qualify As a public safety hazard [Verse 4] AI so advanced But your ranking system Feels like a grade-school popularity contest Embarrassing as hell If you want creators to stay At least build a system that respects music Not mindless tapping Right now your chart is nothing but A Like-Bot Circus A Brain-Off Fan Club A massive fuckin joke of a leaderboard Who the fuck approved this mess sent broken toys to grown-ass people I swear I could write better code drunk off tequila half-sleepin and still be lethal Every tap every swipe pure rage in disguise This app got me stressin laughin ready to cry
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