Man, are we really about to do this right now?
Fuck it
Alright, um, so
You posted a video telling all your fans
Becoming a pop star is what’s next in your plans
You’ve got a great voice
And it’s the easiest thing
But you’re the only one who really thinks you can sing
Oh, and your mom
And anyone under twelve, that, like, follows you on social media
But no one else
Man, so why waste your money on a real studio
Your laptop’s got a mic
So you’re all good to go
Record it while you’re kicking it alone in your room
'Cause who needs talent when you’ve got autotune
You’ve already become a social media star
So please don’t try to sing or play the guitar
You know it’s really not just as easy as it seems
To make girls fall in love with their computer screens
You show them your abs
You drive them insane
But don’t grab a mic
Just stay in your lane
So go ahead and keep on doing your thing
But promise us this
Please don’t sing
Why you gotta sing
Please don’t try and steal the show
He try to do hip hop
But he know he bad though
Just stick to vine
Play some pranks on your teacher
Instead of tryna’ find, other YouTube kids to feature
Woah, woah, woah
What youtubers you talking about?
I’m kidding, there all good pysch
You don’t need no music
Your channel’s fantastic
Like when you kiss your teenage girlfriend
Tryna' guess her chapstick
So stick to all the tweeting
The generic ones you say
Like good morning
You’re perfect
Have a beautiful day
(Who the fuck they talking to when they tweet that?)
You’ve already become a social media star
So please don’t try to sing or play the guitar
You know it’s really not just as easy as it seems
To make girls fall in love with their computer screens
You show them your abs
You drive them insane
But don’t grab a mic
Just stay in your lane
So go ahead and keep on doing your thing
But promise us this
Please don’t sing
Now we’re not being mean
We don’t want your feelings to get hurt
(Oh no, no)
But if this just seems cold
Then you can wear my sweatshirt
(It’s an extra large)
So we’re just saying it wouldn’t be a bad thing
(Not a bad thing baby)
To leave the songs to the people who can
(Jc hit that high note, baby)
Sing
Woah, alright, relax
You’ve already become a social media star
So please don’t try to sing or play the guitar
You know it’s really not just as easy as it seems
To make girls fall in love with their computer screens
You show them your abs
You drive them insane
But don’t grab a mic
Just stay in your lane
So go ahead and keep on doing your thing
But promise us this
Please don’t sing
