[Verse 1: Fawny Azalea]
First thing’s first, I’m the shadiest (shadiest)
Drop this and let the whole fanbase feel it (let them feel the scam)
And I’m still in the Shady Scam Artist Biznezzz
I could scam you down, like I’m givin’ shit merch in actuality (right, right)
You should worship a scammin’ bitch like this (huh?)
Drop it low and spend it up just like this (yeah)
Cup of Bailey’s, cup of Goose, cup of Vodka
Platform gawfix boots, somethin’ worth a half a ticket on my wrist (on my wrist)
Takin’ all the liquor straight, never chase that (it’s true!)
Rooftop like we bringin’ ‘88 back (what? no really, what the fuck?)
Bring the scams in, where the guillible customahz at?
Bailey’s spillin’, you should taste that shizz

[Chorus: Fawnass the Dumbass]
I’m so shady
You already know
I’m in the fast lane
From Tumblr fame to Sufflock Business Fraud Investigation
I’m so shady
Can’t you taste this scam from miles away?
Remember this fakeass name
‘Bout to blow my reputation to smithereens!

Note: I fucking Iggy Azalea with every fiber in my human being. I couldn’t even finish the rest of this godawful shitastic talentless dick of a song.