Limp Randy Brand New Dent

Intro

Yo

What the fuck is this?

Get up!

Everybody in the dealership lot, gather round

I just paid stupid money for this whip and it's already clown

Limp Randy

Heated!

Verse 1

Saturday morning

Eyes bloodshot

No sleep

Brain fried

Rolled up to the lot like a boss

Ready for my prize

Brand new whip

Paint gleaming

Leather soft

Engine cries

Signed the papers

Grabbed the keys

Felt like king for a sec

Then I saw the damage

Big ugly dent on the hood

Deep as a wreck

Deep enough to hide a can

Lookin' like a truck attacked my plan

What the fuck?

This supposed to be brand new

Understand?

Paid top dollar

Cash down

Full price

No scam

Now it's already fucked before I even left the lot

Damn

Salesman grinning: "It's just a little ding, fam"

Hook

It's a brand new dent! (dent!)

On my brand new ride! (ride!)

Limp Randy ain't happy

'Bout to lose my goddamn mind

Brand new dent! (dent!)

Fresh off the assembly line

Took it off the lot and it's already ruined this time

Get up!

Everybody look at this shit, come on

Salesman, better start explaining, son!

Verse 2

Every day's the same grind

But today it's amplified

Dream car lookin' like it lost a war

I wanna die inside

Fender bent

Panel crumpled

Paint chipped

Suicide

Wanted mirror shine

Now it's got that battle scar pride

Told the manager: "This supposed to be fly"

He shrugging: "Cosmetic only, barely qualifies"

I'm like "Bitch, I can fit my whole fist in that dent size!"

Who fixing this?

You?

Insurance?

Or do I eat the lies?

Pacing the lot

Voice cracking

Crowd gathering wide

Limp Randy supposed to flex

Now I'm looking played for life

Why?

This dent gon' haunt every drive

Every night

Hook

It's a brand new dent! (dent!)

On my brand new ride! (ride!)

Limp Randy ain't happy

'Bout to lose my goddamn mind

Brand new dent! (dent!)

Fresh off the assembly line

Took it off the lot and it's already ruined this time

Verse 3

And while I'm at it

Fuck Disco Bob for no reason at all

That disco-dancing clown with his shiny pants too small

Why you even exist, Bob?

With your weak-ass moves and disco ball

I hate your stupid mustache

Hate your retro groove

Hate it all

You probably caused this dent, Bob

That's my theory

Dog

Get the fuck outta my song

Nobody invited you

Brawl

Disco Bob, you wack

Your era's dead

Take a crawl

No reason

Just vibes

Fuck you

That's law

Bridge

Try to talk sense but these clowns acting dumb

"Act of God," they say

Nah, act of some bum

I just wanted to cruise clean

Windows down

Feeling like the one

Now every red light they're staring

Snapping pics for fun

Rage building fast

Limp Randy 'bout to come undone

Brand new car

Brand new bullshit

Ain't that some fucked up fun?

Outro

Brand new dent

On my brand new shit

Limp Randy fully pissed

Driving home angry as it gets

This whip was supposed to be perfect

Now it's already taunt

Fuck

And fuck Disco Bob too

Limp Randy out