Lyrics

No hook, I'm phishin, Im phishin, I'm phishin No hook, I'm phishin, Im phishin, I'm phishin Bitch I'm a mother fucking monster Sending signal 9 to a god damn imposter Internet or streets turn his head into some pasta I stay smoking but it ain't no rasta Beef it'll cost ya You a mother fucking perputrator Try to count the ways I'mma need a damn calculator Hit you with the ray I dont really wanna see you later Reverse TCP and then compile privlige escilator Yeah, ain't no football we some fucking raiders Showin no mercy to a snitch or a dirty traitor If I get low Imma turn this crypto into paper Catch em so low introduce em to his damn maker Im juking dummies you can call me faker But I ain't faking watch me turn a hater into vapor Imma cross reference all my data from these custom scrapers Serve a dummy phish - no food - I'm the damn waiter Dead opps thats my favorite flavor If i go broke imma grind like a fucking skater Catch me creeping around every single osi layer Pcaps filling up from compromised packet shapers Fuck it i gotta switch up the rhyme scheme Im getting real tired of what white hats did to the scene Fuck your corporate bullshit and your red team or blue team You in front of a green screen and you stuck in a routine But you gotta get that money I appologize for hating I just find it really funny That you could probably learn more with machine learning and honey I encourage all my hackers to keep scamming corporate dummies Steal from the rich give to the poor Keep scanning for daemons behind open ports Never let them drain your soul when they add you to the workforce Lay low steer the course Else transform into a trojan horse No hook, I'm phishin, Im phishin, I'm phishin