Shitstreak
Hell you're not driven by the cause
Nah, you're driven by effect
Yeah you sitting in the corner crying wondering "what's next?"
I could rant for forever about how you give me stress
But the motherfucking press won't cap their lens put me to rest-
What you most scared of?
I've been running from the start
I slowed way down, yeah- I'm tied with Paul Blart
I'm trying to get you to see me up on the Tele-V
Fucking Teletubby
Fruity mothafucka like a jelly bean, he-
(shit, shit)
I'm just tryna get down
Blessing people with upside down frowns
You gon' fuck around and get yourself fired up and clowned
Hopefully make someone "woah" with this beefy sound
Hit it, yeah
Flex seal, flex up
Homie gonna fuck it up, he gon' fuck it up
Girl vomit, and then she suck
Sushi tummy tuck, yeah, you remember that- tummy tuck
What the hell has gotten into me? (woah-)
You're a mothafuckin' wannabe (what?)
Your ego is getting bigger and bigger like you're the centipede
Please god shut your mouth and quit offering me the amphetamines
Just give me a few months and you know that I'll drop a stampede
Anything you want bitch, I got what you need
Yeah, got a couple jeebs and a quarter ounce of weed
These mothafuckas fall in line when I take the lead
You know we pulling up and we're fucking up the scene
What the fuck you want bitch? I got what you need
Discharge my money as if it was my seed
I'm easy to spot, I'm rocking steady with Supreme
Gotta be at least a dime piece if you wanna roll with me- uh
Yeah... you like that shit?
Yeah- I, I don't know, it took me a couple tries
It was- 8? 8 tries- my bad, 8 tries
8 takes with that
Don't call me a fucking hypocrite you sub-tweeting bi-
It's all about the zinc and the copper
Flash the bank statement it'll knock ya off your rocker
Straight off your seat and down into Davy's Locker
There's a goddamn reason I'm known as the beta blocker, motherfucker
Started dipping toes in now I'm waist deep
Strutting so clean I swear it's like I've sprung a leak
You can call me a shepherd cause y'all are acting like some sheep
Only doing what you're seeing on your fucking Twitter feed
Yeah, you haters might not like it but your bitch will love it
I'm living lavish free styles and I'm without a budget
I'm that guy on Tinder advertising all his love for Hinder
Hitting up your soul mate you best know that I'mma
Finish Her
Nah, you're driven by effect
Yeah you sitting in the corner crying wondering "what's next?"
I could rant for forever about how you give me stress
But the motherfucking press won't cap their lens put me to rest-
What you most scared of?
I've been running from the start
I slowed way down, yeah- I'm tied with Paul Blart
I'm trying to get you to see me up on the Tele-V
Fucking Teletubby
Fruity mothafucka like a jelly bean, he-
(shit, shit)
I'm just tryna get down
Blessing people with upside down frowns
You gon' fuck around and get yourself fired up and clowned
Hopefully make someone "woah" with this beefy sound
Hit it, yeah
Flex seal, flex up
Homie gonna fuck it up, he gon' fuck it up
Girl vomit, and then she suck
Sushi tummy tuck, yeah, you remember that- tummy tuck
What the hell has gotten into me? (woah-)
You're a mothafuckin' wannabe (what?)
Your ego is getting bigger and bigger like you're the centipede
Please god shut your mouth and quit offering me the amphetamines
Just give me a few months and you know that I'll drop a stampede
Anything you want bitch, I got what you need
Yeah, got a couple jeebs and a quarter ounce of weed
These mothafuckas fall in line when I take the lead
You know we pulling up and we're fucking up the scene
What the fuck you want bitch? I got what you need
Discharge my money as if it was my seed
I'm easy to spot, I'm rocking steady with Supreme
Gotta be at least a dime piece if you wanna roll with me- uh
Yeah... you like that shit?
Yeah- I, I don't know, it took me a couple tries
It was- 8? 8 tries- my bad, 8 tries
8 takes with that
Don't call me a fucking hypocrite you sub-tweeting bi-
It's all about the zinc and the copper
Flash the bank statement it'll knock ya off your rocker
Straight off your seat and down into Davy's Locker
There's a goddamn reason I'm known as the beta blocker, motherfucker
Started dipping toes in now I'm waist deep
Strutting so clean I swear it's like I've sprung a leak
You can call me a shepherd cause y'all are acting like some sheep
Only doing what you're seeing on your fucking Twitter feed
Yeah, you haters might not like it but your bitch will love it
I'm living lavish free styles and I'm without a budget
I'm that guy on Tinder advertising all his love for Hinder
Hitting up your soul mate you best know that I'mma
Finish Her
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