Tekken
Ayo, ayo bro, nheechi is 'boutta talk his shit
Bro, you better get ready bro, this shit 'boutta be fucking crazy
(Aah!)
(Yea) Feel like a king, but I ain't playin' no Tekken
I keep it one hunnid, ain't talkin' 'bout Geccin'
But I keep it one hunnid, when I'm talkin' 'bout Gecs
(Ah!) Feel like I'm SEBii, All I Do Is Sex
In love with the racks, I'm boutta get serious
(Yea!) I'm fast as fuck, ain't talkin 'bout furious
(Hahahaaa, yo I'm goin' crazy)
I light me A J, but ain't talkin' 'bout Tracey
Fast like I'm Sonic, nobody can race me
Feel like a Ninja, no Gaiden
Attacking this beat, I feel like a Titan
Uzi Vert, I'm spittin' like Myron
I feel like I'm Kurt, I'm hittin' Nirvana
That bitch like a Minion, she eatin' banana (Banana!)
Feelin' like Mob, yea, I'm 'boutta go Psycho
I'm like KILLY, I'm spittin' this pyro
(I can't see y'all haters man, y'all micro)
I tried using microscope, y'all too small bacterial
I'm so like the winter cold, I'm feeling like Siberia
These snakes up in the grass I mow, they did not meet criteria
I don't give a fuck no mo'
(I, I don't really give a fuck, man)
If you keep my name up in yo mouth, you can also take cock in
Nheechi like a percy, cuz I'm 'boutta get it poppin'
Ah, if I go out early, I had my luck in
(Yea) Feel like a king, but I ain't playin' no Tekken
I keep it one hunnid, ain't talkin' 'bout Geccin'
But I keep it one hunnid, when I'm talkin' 'bout Gecs
(Ah!) Feel like I'm SEBii, All I Do Is Sex
In love with the racks, I'm boutta get serious
(Yea!) I'm fast as fuck, ain't talkin 'bout furious
(Ha, Ok)
Aah! Oki, oki, okidoki
Wet ass biddy, super soaki
Suck my Dick, like my name Moby
Akatsuki, like I'm Tobi
わからない, I don't know
I spent a rack in Louis Store
(Nah, nah, I don't really fuck with that shit, to be honest)
やばい, やばい, oh my Lord
I'm calculating like a dork
(Uh, I-I'm talkin' about money of course)
I'm sorry, lost my shit right there
I feel like the shit, right here
Nheechi up, that's truth no dare
I'm taking off, no interfere
(Yea, yea, yea, nheechi talkin' his shit again)
(That's cool, ok, bla-di-bla, fuck 'outta here man)
Bro, you better get ready bro, this shit 'boutta be fucking crazy
(Aah!)
(Yea) Feel like a king, but I ain't playin' no Tekken
I keep it one hunnid, ain't talkin' 'bout Geccin'
But I keep it one hunnid, when I'm talkin' 'bout Gecs
(Ah!) Feel like I'm SEBii, All I Do Is Sex
In love with the racks, I'm boutta get serious
(Yea!) I'm fast as fuck, ain't talkin 'bout furious
(Hahahaaa, yo I'm goin' crazy)
I light me A J, but ain't talkin' 'bout Tracey
Fast like I'm Sonic, nobody can race me
Feel like a Ninja, no Gaiden
Attacking this beat, I feel like a Titan
Uzi Vert, I'm spittin' like Myron
I feel like I'm Kurt, I'm hittin' Nirvana
That bitch like a Minion, she eatin' banana (Banana!)
Feelin' like Mob, yea, I'm 'boutta go Psycho
I'm like KILLY, I'm spittin' this pyro
(I can't see y'all haters man, y'all micro)
I tried using microscope, y'all too small bacterial
I'm so like the winter cold, I'm feeling like Siberia
These snakes up in the grass I mow, they did not meet criteria
I don't give a fuck no mo'
(I, I don't really give a fuck, man)
If you keep my name up in yo mouth, you can also take cock in
Nheechi like a percy, cuz I'm 'boutta get it poppin'
Ah, if I go out early, I had my luck in
(Yea) Feel like a king, but I ain't playin' no Tekken
I keep it one hunnid, ain't talkin' 'bout Geccin'
But I keep it one hunnid, when I'm talkin' 'bout Gecs
(Ah!) Feel like I'm SEBii, All I Do Is Sex
In love with the racks, I'm boutta get serious
(Yea!) I'm fast as fuck, ain't talkin 'bout furious
(Ha, Ok)
Aah! Oki, oki, okidoki
Wet ass biddy, super soaki
Suck my Dick, like my name Moby
Akatsuki, like I'm Tobi
わからない, I don't know
I spent a rack in Louis Store
(Nah, nah, I don't really fuck with that shit, to be honest)
やばい, やばい, oh my Lord
I'm calculating like a dork
(Uh, I-I'm talkin' about money of course)
I'm sorry, lost my shit right there
I feel like the shit, right here
Nheechi up, that's truth no dare
I'm taking off, no interfere
(Yea, yea, yea, nheechi talkin' his shit again)
(That's cool, ok, bla-di-bla, fuck 'outta here man)
Credits
Writer(s): Nick Hermsen
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