[Intro]
[Tech Support Scammer]
Thank you for calling, this is officer Bob Smith
How may I help you?
[Quackity]
Um, listen, I'm making a song and I'm looking for vocalists
Do you think you could help me out real quick?
[Tech Support Scammer]
Ok

[Verse 1: Quackity]
Yo I got talent
Lots of fucking talent
You know what rhymes with talent?
The little word 'silent'
Which is what you should do if you don't have talent
Yeah

[Chorus 1: Quackity]
Ay, ay, ay
Talent
Talent
That shit is a blessing
Here I am now, but with some salad dressing
Now I wanna watch a lot of fucking wrestling
Cause I have talent
Ay, ay, ay
[Verse 2: Quackity]
I'm not a rapper I'm a god
Is that your boys cologne?
Yeah I'm rolling with the squad
And they say I got talent
The best in the planet
Pass it to my homeboy Tech Support Scammer

[Verse 2: Tech Support Scammer]
You'se a motherfucking bitch up on this call
You giving me money
Ay, ay
I have a lot of cash
I'm having all night
The girls on my dick
Motherfucking bitch
I put this in my ass
Oh that's great
Fuck you (x3)
I'm having a party all night, ay (x3)
I'm having a party all night, fuck you

[Chorus 2: Quackity & Tech Support Scammer]
This boy's got talent
Leaves us all unbalanced
He is a blessing
So don't go messing
Cause he got talent
Ay, ay, ay
He got talent
Ay, ay, ay
[Verse 3: Tech Support Scammer]
I got talent, I got cash
Party every night
Ay, ay
Haha!

[Interlude: Quackity]
Get a little more rhythm dude

[Verse 4: Tech Support Scammer]
I'm doing that and that
I'm doing that and this
I'm doing that and that
I'm just happy all the time, fuck you

[Outro]
[Quackity]
Yo, what the hell?
Did you just do that?
Did you just do that?
Can you spit a few more lyrics for me?
[Tech Support Scammer]
Oh really?
Fuck you boy
I don't have the time for you
[Quackity]
Listen dude-
Amazing, that was fucking amazing