Kaneki
Call me Kaneki, ain't nobody stopping me
I'm rippin out brains like a muh fuckin lobotomy
I got a thick goth anime bitch on top of me
I'm in the fast lane past you lames, what you want from me
Cus honestly, I've been on the balance beam
Tryna hold the weight, gettin cake, like it's not for free
You know I'm bangin out tracks, it's astonishing
You think you're making moves but you ain't toppin me
Nah, you ain't on to me
Your hoe came over and she wanted to give some top to me
And now she's tryna talk to me
But I ain't about that shit it's not my philosophy
Whippin in my cooper like I drive a race car
Like a good neighbor on me I got State Farm
Only thing I see is money on my radar
And not bitches cus they always got a fake heart
My head is a mess, but I got tommy on my chest, yea
Ralph is the rest, and I'm not even tryna flex, nah
Lately life's the best, still get sad more or less, yea
But push aside the stress, cus I'm motivated to be next
Chillin in the backseat, countin all of that cheese
Runnin like a track meat, raising up my racks please
Why you wanna @ me, trying to attack me
After you jus dapped me, bitch it's getting saucy
Call me Kaneki, ain't nobody stopping me
I'm rippin out brains like a muh fuckin lobotomy
I got a thick goth anime bitch on top of me
I'm in the fast lane past you lames, what you want from me
Cus honestly, I've been on the balance beam
Tryna hold the weight, gettin cake, like it's not for free
You know I'm bangin out tracks, it's astonishing
You think you're making moves but you ain't toppin me
I'm rippin out brains like a muh fuckin lobotomy
I got a thick goth anime bitch on top of me
I'm in the fast lane past you lames, what you want from me
Cus honestly, I've been on the balance beam
Tryna hold the weight, gettin cake, like it's not for free
You know I'm bangin out tracks, it's astonishing
You think you're making moves but you ain't toppin me
Nah, you ain't on to me
Your hoe came over and she wanted to give some top to me
And now she's tryna talk to me
But I ain't about that shit it's not my philosophy
Whippin in my cooper like I drive a race car
Like a good neighbor on me I got State Farm
Only thing I see is money on my radar
And not bitches cus they always got a fake heart
My head is a mess, but I got tommy on my chest, yea
Ralph is the rest, and I'm not even tryna flex, nah
Lately life's the best, still get sad more or less, yea
But push aside the stress, cus I'm motivated to be next
Chillin in the backseat, countin all of that cheese
Runnin like a track meat, raising up my racks please
Why you wanna @ me, trying to attack me
After you jus dapped me, bitch it's getting saucy
Call me Kaneki, ain't nobody stopping me
I'm rippin out brains like a muh fuckin lobotomy
I got a thick goth anime bitch on top of me
I'm in the fast lane past you lames, what you want from me
Cus honestly, I've been on the balance beam
Tryna hold the weight, gettin cake, like it's not for free
You know I'm bangin out tracks, it's astonishing
You think you're making moves but you ain't toppin me
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