[Intro]
I don't like you, T-Series
Nothing personal, kid
But I must go all out
Just this once

[Verse 1]
Rich or lasagna, whichever will it be?
Sit the flip down, T-Series, I'm here to spill the real tea (Uh)
You tryna dethrone me from spot on number one
But you India you lose, so best think you haven't won
When I'm through with you we're gonna be completely frickin' done
'Cause we only just begun, I review you *clap clap* zero, bya, gone
So come on T-Series, looking hungry for some drama
Here, let me serve you rich lasagna

[Chorus]
Rich lasagna, rich lasagna
T-Series ain't nothing but a rich lasagna
Rich lasagna, Rich lasagna
Look at T-Series, they just crying for their momma
Rich lasagna, rich lasagna
T-Series ain't nothing but a rich lasagna
Rich lasagna, rich lasagna
T-Series just wet themselves in their pajamas
[Verse 2]
So who the heck is Bob and why you wanna kiss him? (Ew)
I'm a Blue-Eyes White Dragon while you're just Dark Magician (Oof)
You got a fifth of the population in your nation, but
I got nine-year-olds of worlds so hold your defecation (Oops)
Motu Patlu, what the flip is that even supposed to mean?
Your language sounds like it comes from a mumble rap community
No Papa, no Papa, yes Papa; Johny
Now down all of this sugar and let's throw this frickin' party with some—

[Chorus]
Rich lasagna, rich lasagna
Look at T-Series, they're just crying for their momma
Rich lasagna, bitch lasagna
T-Series ain't nothing but a rich lasagna
Rich lasagna, Rich lasagna
Look at T-Series, they just wetting their pajamas
Rich lasagna, rich lasagna
T-Series ain't nothing but a rich lasagna

[Outro]
You got a population of one point three-two billion
But most your videos can't seem to hit even a million
Sub-bot!