Confidence (How to Suck but Make People Think You Are Great) - The Gregory Brothers, Kimmese, Suboi

Never was a confident girl

'Til I do the dancing 'front the bathroom mirror

Yelled to myself, «You look fucking fine»

After a sip of Cognac or making eye contact

To people, to a cat, to a sofa yoga mat

Taking your breath away 'cause I’m out in a park

Everybody look at me when they do the squat

'Cause I look like a TVC when I eat Kit Kat

Do you, do you, do you, do you speak Vietnamese

Hay là, hay là, em là má thắng cu tí?

Geared up, a t-shirt saying «I can do this shit»

You know you gotta' fake it 'til you make it

You don’t have to be good at what you do (don't matter)

You just need confidence and the right squad to surround you

Make sure to get the singer and the guy yelling (ho!)

The lady on bass, the six-pac fella

Ooh, legendary status like Socrates

Nobody sees your mediocrity

Guest artist number one

Just tryna' stretch this to be a three minute song

Contractual obligation

Then the label can pay the radio the play this

We pay them to keep us famous

This could be the worst verse that you heard in your life

It don’t matter, my swagger distracts you

Then they’ll get the chorus right (yeah)

I could rap about anything on the track

You won’t even notice that

I’m describing a fungus on my back

Spreads so fast, you can’t stop this

Fiery hotness in the tropics

Now the singer’s about the change the topic

You can listen to the hook while I wash this

You don’t have to be good at what you do (you suck so hard)

You just need confidence and the right squad to surround you

Make sure to get the singer and the guy yelling (ho!)

The lady on bass, the six-pac fella

Ooh, legendary status like Socrates

Nobody sees your mediocrity

You can be (with some confidence)

A legend like Socrates

Nobody (it's just common sense)

Is gonna' see your mediocrity

You can be (with some confidence)

A legend like Socrates

Nobody (it's just common sense)

Is gonna' see your mediocrity

Guest artist number two

You never heard of me, son

But I’m better than the others ones for some reason

Have we made it to three minutes?

(no)

Let’s talk about the weather, however long we need

To get the verse finished

Sometimes it’s rainy, sometimes it’s not

Hmm, that’s about all that I’ve got

How was traffic today?

(it was drastic, I’d say)

Ooh, that shit is classic but hardly tragic (touché)

Did you take Route 1?

(yeah, I did)

That’s a true shame, when the 4-lane went to 2-lane

Gave me more pain than a poo stain

Made it to the bridge and my check is here

Mic drop, record stop, best verse of the year

They told us that we need a bridge

So I’ll just sing about some snacks, ooh yeah

(No one listens to this part anyway)

I like the cheesy ones

I never read the depressing nutrition facts, no, nooo

You don’t have to be good at what you do (your mom’s ashamed)

You just need confidence and the right squad to surround you

Make sure to get the singer and the guy yelling (ho!)

The lady on bass, the six-pac fella

Ooh, legendary status like Socrates

Nobody sees your mediocrity

You can be (with some confidence)

A legend like Socrates

Nobody (it's just common sense)

Is gonna' see your mediocrity

You can be (with some confidence)

A legend like Socrates

Nobody (it's just common sense)

Is gonna' see your mediocrity