Dr. Robotnik
Tap dance on the beat like I'm Judge Holden
Spit a verse, sing a hook like its goin' golden
Can't buy my shit, no stores its sold in
Salty ass motherfuckers Rold Golds be postin
Bitch I'm open, Anquan Boldin
Shoot the ref he catch me holding
I titillate and tantalize
Release music in disguise
Make my name an enterprise
Why my favorite films all about gay guys?
Why kyrie think the world aint round?
Why every white kid got a damn soundcloud?
Ain't got a damn clue
But i'll tell you what i do
Make some next level shit
Run the game, ready bitch? Saying
Dr. Robotnik
Feel like Dr. Robotnik
Got the whiskers like Marx did
And I'm ready to start shit
Dr. Robotnik
Feel like Dr. Robotnik
Got the whiskers like Marx did
And I'm ready to start shit
Robotnik chuckle is my mantra
Run and gun like I'm in contra
Just playin' my part, Pirandello
Or make a classic, rap Othello
This shit gon' blow up, Bodak Yellow
Or big like yachty blow my cello, ay
Polly Pocket Percocet
These girls be fake on drugs and yet
I fuck with them a bit I guess
Then go back home and rap
Load up adobe audition
Beat yo mans into submission
Don't do this shit for any ya'll
I spit of my own volition
Okay
2020 vision
Peepin' Septik on a mission
Shoot a star like im wishin'
Girls' daddy take em fishin'
Ain't heard shit this hard since Gucci got outta prison
4K television
Bars like prophetic wisdom
Haters think I'm dumb, till the wheels aint spun
Benson done
Sippin' on Gatorade mixed with rum
Dr. Robotnik
Feel like Dr. Robotnik
Got the whiskers like Marx did
And I'm ready to start shit
Obama chuckled
"You mean the chaos emeralds?
I think I left 'em in my office while policing the whole world" (yeah)
Drone strike some motherfuckers talkin' trash
Middle finger to the feds when they ask for the cash
Got a government shutdown, word to congress
Letter coming in the mail cant believe this shit saying
DJ Trump wants Septik at inauguration
Wants Goose and B supporting Satan
Says "Please, can you perform No Playing?"
Fuck that, fuck that
Reply all: fuck that
I got a new trick
Call it bullshit rap
Do whatever rhymes nice
Make it dirty clay dice
Now I'm big as fuck
Hits really stuck
Lounging in paradise
Need a drink in my ice
With my flat screen T
And my cokehead wife, yeah
Dr. Robotnik, feel like Dr. Robotnik
Benson binging Sopranos, damn near picked up the accent (yeah)
Spit a verse, sing a hook like its goin' golden
Can't buy my shit, no stores its sold in
Salty ass motherfuckers Rold Golds be postin
Bitch I'm open, Anquan Boldin
Shoot the ref he catch me holding
I titillate and tantalize
Release music in disguise
Make my name an enterprise
Why my favorite films all about gay guys?
Why kyrie think the world aint round?
Why every white kid got a damn soundcloud?
Ain't got a damn clue
But i'll tell you what i do
Make some next level shit
Run the game, ready bitch? Saying
Dr. Robotnik
Feel like Dr. Robotnik
Got the whiskers like Marx did
And I'm ready to start shit
Dr. Robotnik
Feel like Dr. Robotnik
Got the whiskers like Marx did
And I'm ready to start shit
Robotnik chuckle is my mantra
Run and gun like I'm in contra
Just playin' my part, Pirandello
Or make a classic, rap Othello
This shit gon' blow up, Bodak Yellow
Or big like yachty blow my cello, ay
Polly Pocket Percocet
These girls be fake on drugs and yet
I fuck with them a bit I guess
Then go back home and rap
Load up adobe audition
Beat yo mans into submission
Don't do this shit for any ya'll
I spit of my own volition
Okay
2020 vision
Peepin' Septik on a mission
Shoot a star like im wishin'
Girls' daddy take em fishin'
Ain't heard shit this hard since Gucci got outta prison
4K television
Bars like prophetic wisdom
Haters think I'm dumb, till the wheels aint spun
Benson done
Sippin' on Gatorade mixed with rum
Dr. Robotnik
Feel like Dr. Robotnik
Got the whiskers like Marx did
And I'm ready to start shit
Obama chuckled
"You mean the chaos emeralds?
I think I left 'em in my office while policing the whole world" (yeah)
Drone strike some motherfuckers talkin' trash
Middle finger to the feds when they ask for the cash
Got a government shutdown, word to congress
Letter coming in the mail cant believe this shit saying
DJ Trump wants Septik at inauguration
Wants Goose and B supporting Satan
Says "Please, can you perform No Playing?"
Fuck that, fuck that
Reply all: fuck that
I got a new trick
Call it bullshit rap
Do whatever rhymes nice
Make it dirty clay dice
Now I'm big as fuck
Hits really stuck
Lounging in paradise
Need a drink in my ice
With my flat screen T
And my cokehead wife, yeah
Dr. Robotnik, feel like Dr. Robotnik
Benson binging Sopranos, damn near picked up the accent (yeah)
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Writer(s): Benson
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