Boxes
I'm too big for these-
Flex on 'em
Can't help but flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Can't help but flex on 'em
(We interrupt this program)
Pop out like a movie, when I hit the stage cause a scene
Skin smooth as a bald head so she always call me Mr. Clean
Hit twice, never text back, so she always say that I'm mean
Cut from a different cloth, so I can't help but to break the seams
They like Te' can you do it for free, I send the fee and say hell no
I don't even know what 'exposure' means, that's a big word for Elmo
Don't want a seat at the table
I want a table
Too broad to be genre'd neatly
Enough with the labels
Breaking the bounds, they uncomfortable, they think my writing is too free
Imma stay out of line, you shouldn't never gave me looseleaf
Imma do it to the max, y'all apt to stay goofy
Normal never moved me
I'm too big for these-
Flex on 'em
Can't help but flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Can't help but flex on 'em
(We interrupt this program)
I spy
Peep with my little eye
She got the WAP like Fetty
She see I'm popping
She wanna feature in flashing lights
She wanna Dwele
She tryn' give me box, yeah
She wanna entomb me with coochie
I'd rather the throat babygirl, say something that'll move me
I ain't ever working again, my auntie say I'm lazy
For the rest of my life I'm surfing my vibe cus nigga I'm wavy
Only cotton I pick is what I design enough of the slavery
I ain't waiting 'round in a daze hoping for someone to save me
Ya gotta raise your taste and open your ears, too cavalier
Really in class of my own, I ain't got no peers
Nigga I shine, I got the brightest ideas
And won't let them be dimmed by your fears
I'm too big for these boxes
I'm too big for these-
Too smart for the dumb shit
But my shit go dumb at the function
Always hit the ground running, yeah
God gave me the Forrest Gumption
Too big to ever play small
Ya better fuck out my face with the nonsense, I hate y'all
Y'all follow, I play call
I ain't come for a bit, I came to take all
I'm hard headed as a motherfucker
Getting bread like a motherfucker
Fed like a motherfucker
Y'all scared like a motherfucker
I make eyes at the MILFs, I just said I'm a motherfucker
Too cool, I'm frosty
Baby don't touch
You see I'm glossy
No they can't get shit up off me
I'm high tier, my rib is costly
Flex on 'em
Can't help but flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Can't help but flex on 'em
(We interrupt this program)
Pop out like a movie, when I hit the stage cause a scene
Skin smooth as a bald head so she always call me Mr. Clean
Hit twice, never text back, so she always say that I'm mean
Cut from a different cloth, so I can't help but to break the seams
They like Te' can you do it for free, I send the fee and say hell no
I don't even know what 'exposure' means, that's a big word for Elmo
Don't want a seat at the table
I want a table
Too broad to be genre'd neatly
Enough with the labels
Breaking the bounds, they uncomfortable, they think my writing is too free
Imma stay out of line, you shouldn't never gave me looseleaf
Imma do it to the max, y'all apt to stay goofy
Normal never moved me
I'm too big for these-
Flex on 'em
Can't help but flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Can't help but flex on 'em
(We interrupt this program)
I spy
Peep with my little eye
She got the WAP like Fetty
She see I'm popping
She wanna feature in flashing lights
She wanna Dwele
She tryn' give me box, yeah
She wanna entomb me with coochie
I'd rather the throat babygirl, say something that'll move me
I ain't ever working again, my auntie say I'm lazy
For the rest of my life I'm surfing my vibe cus nigga I'm wavy
Only cotton I pick is what I design enough of the slavery
I ain't waiting 'round in a daze hoping for someone to save me
Ya gotta raise your taste and open your ears, too cavalier
Really in class of my own, I ain't got no peers
Nigga I shine, I got the brightest ideas
And won't let them be dimmed by your fears
I'm too big for these boxes
I'm too big for these-
Too smart for the dumb shit
But my shit go dumb at the function
Always hit the ground running, yeah
God gave me the Forrest Gumption
Too big to ever play small
Ya better fuck out my face with the nonsense, I hate y'all
Y'all follow, I play call
I ain't come for a bit, I came to take all
I'm hard headed as a motherfucker
Getting bread like a motherfucker
Fed like a motherfucker
Y'all scared like a motherfucker
I make eyes at the MILFs, I just said I'm a motherfucker
Too cool, I'm frosty
Baby don't touch
You see I'm glossy
No they can't get shit up off me
I'm high tier, my rib is costly
Credits
Writer(s): Te'von Walker
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