Tsunami Papi
I eat n*ggas like hibachi
Want my blueprint they can't copy ima make Bill like Cosby
Listen up lil n*ggas let me tell you hoes the run down
Yes I am from mars so ima funk it up like uptown
So move up out my way it's always sunny fuck the shade
Dats why I haunt em child's play seed of Chucky China made
Smokin killer queen got me hierarchy ima king
Just had an epiphany burning one wit Tiffany
She said fuck my enemies they really hate my energy
I get lit by all any means they know there is no ending me
If yo mind ain't on a check bitch dats how you get wrecked
Mind your fucking business lil n*gga get yo dick checked
Say you smoking gas bitch den why you smell like cigarettes
Why yo n*gga steady bugging he an insect
All my bitches down to party they like rocking fish nets
These n*ggas keep on testing me but they can't pass they piss test
Yes im ready for my feast put em on my dinner mat
Oh they fucking wit me now hell yeah I could picture dat
grab dat Kodak Black
They mad cus you're a youngin n they see you do it right
Yea you paranormal n*gga dis dat poltergeist
Honestly it seems like everybody fuck wit me now
Honestly them n*ggas beggin why they got hands out
I could never pay you uh un you ain't never hold me down
Sensei Da Don get me fitted for my crown
Don't dim your light baby boy dey want your shine
Yea you fuckin poppin n*gga stay up in your light
Dey don't like to see you winning yeah dey hate you outta spite
So fuck em pause they'll be alright wanna clock me but bitch
You can't get no time you can't shoot shit cus you bricking everytime
Can't relate to hoes that's why they mad issa crime
Keep my foot up on they necks call that downtime
Yes im cooler yes im froze like da wintertime
Sensei Nickelodeon im dripping yellow slime
My goal 6 bold letters on a sign wit some lights
Dats why I gotta grind
I do this for my bro and sis lil bitch I gotta grind
Dats why I gotta grind
I do this for my bloodline yes I gotta grind
The mission still in route even though you n*ggas doubt
Biting hands I pop yo mouth they not solid stretch em out
Talkin shit they not about for attention chasing clout
Can't do me in no roundabouts DDT knock em out
Im the rowdy ruff gimme mojojojo
XXL yea im coming for dat centerfold so be ready for da kid
When you see me come Sensei do not fuck around bitch this shit ain't for fun (Woah)
Want my blueprint they can't copy ima make Bill like Cosby
Listen up lil n*ggas let me tell you hoes the run down
Yes I am from mars so ima funk it up like uptown
So move up out my way it's always sunny fuck the shade
Dats why I haunt em child's play seed of Chucky China made
Smokin killer queen got me hierarchy ima king
Just had an epiphany burning one wit Tiffany
She said fuck my enemies they really hate my energy
I get lit by all any means they know there is no ending me
If yo mind ain't on a check bitch dats how you get wrecked
Mind your fucking business lil n*gga get yo dick checked
Say you smoking gas bitch den why you smell like cigarettes
Why yo n*gga steady bugging he an insect
All my bitches down to party they like rocking fish nets
These n*ggas keep on testing me but they can't pass they piss test
Yes im ready for my feast put em on my dinner mat
Oh they fucking wit me now hell yeah I could picture dat
grab dat Kodak Black
They mad cus you're a youngin n they see you do it right
Yea you paranormal n*gga dis dat poltergeist
Honestly it seems like everybody fuck wit me now
Honestly them n*ggas beggin why they got hands out
I could never pay you uh un you ain't never hold me down
Sensei Da Don get me fitted for my crown
Don't dim your light baby boy dey want your shine
Yea you fuckin poppin n*gga stay up in your light
Dey don't like to see you winning yeah dey hate you outta spite
So fuck em pause they'll be alright wanna clock me but bitch
You can't get no time you can't shoot shit cus you bricking everytime
Can't relate to hoes that's why they mad issa crime
Keep my foot up on they necks call that downtime
Yes im cooler yes im froze like da wintertime
Sensei Nickelodeon im dripping yellow slime
My goal 6 bold letters on a sign wit some lights
Dats why I gotta grind
I do this for my bro and sis lil bitch I gotta grind
Dats why I gotta grind
I do this for my bloodline yes I gotta grind
The mission still in route even though you n*ggas doubt
Biting hands I pop yo mouth they not solid stretch em out
Talkin shit they not about for attention chasing clout
Can't do me in no roundabouts DDT knock em out
Im the rowdy ruff gimme mojojojo
XXL yea im coming for dat centerfold so be ready for da kid
When you see me come Sensei do not fuck around bitch this shit ain't for fun (Woah)
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Writer(s): Lorenzo Smith
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