V.I.P.

Shut up, talking out your ass

With your fake-ass grin and your backstage pass

Front row at every single show

But your heart's in the wrong place

It's in the rat race

I don't know what you're trying to prove

Always fucking at my band

When we're laying down a fat groove

I got no jealously not towards security

Why are you always bringing me

Stay the fuck away from me

I'm talking to you V.I.P.

I'm talking to you

I know the power you possess

Playing cool rock for the all access

Big which, it's jealousy

I see that your heart's in the wrong place

You can't follow me

I don't know why you're kissing my ass

Cause as soon as I turn my back you start stabbin'

I'm reality, you can't just even bother me

I'm the one they came to see

Stay the fuck away from me

I'm talking to you V.I.P.