Sci-Fi
(Camaran, can you say hi?)
(Hello)
Got to stay fly
Shawty a demon, I see in her eyes
Can't fuck with niggas cause niggas gon' lie
Boy, I'm a nigga, I know what you try
I'm going up, put 3.5 in the sky
Bye, I'm kicking it with the guys
She say she shy, sigh
I'm out of here like it's sci-fi
Mix the blues with the 50s like tie-dye
Just play your part
I had a motive for you from the start
Baby a dime and she off of the charts
I cannot stop 'til I cover the charts
Stinking it up boy, you shitty like farts
I smell the pussy in water like sharks
I'm fresh as hell, never tarty
She switch it up like a Barbie
Open the door with a smart key
You got to problem then see me
All of my vision in 3D
We spin the block like a CD
None of this shit coming easy
Nobody gave me a freebie
Wishing for better, I dream of Coachella, I need me a genie
And I do for myself because nobody ever tried to give me help
Jumped off the porch, had to skip all the steps
I'm a swim in that drip like my name Michael Phelps
I worked on my craft, had to put in the reps
The game is not fair, we playing with no refs
Treat the booth like a kitchen, cooking like a chef
When you ask for something I'ma act like I'm deaf
I stay loyal to hundreds, that blue like I'm Steph
Had to go calm down, let the beat breathe
Wearing all black, you can't see me
Disappear like I'm Houdini
Want a Ghost, no Lamborghini
I met her like 'bout 2 hours ago
Talking 'bout she want zucchini
I stack the money up tall in a row
So high that you no longer see me
Got to stay fly
Shawty a demon, I see in her eyes (Yeah)
Can't fuck with niggas cause niggas gon' lie
Boy, I'm a nigga, I know what you try
I'm going up, put 3.5 in the sky
Bye, I'm kicking it with the guys
She say she shy, sigh
I'm out of here like it's sci-fi
Mix the blues with the 50s like tie-dye
And I do for myself because nobody ever tried to give me help
Jumped off the porch, had to skip all the steps
I'ma swim in that drip like my name Michael Phelps
I worked on my craft, had to put in the reps
The game is not fair, we playing with no refs
Treat the booth like a kitchen, cooking like a chef
When you ask for something I'ma act like I'm deaf
I stay loyal to hundreds, that blue like I'm Steph
(Hello)
Got to stay fly
Shawty a demon, I see in her eyes
Can't fuck with niggas cause niggas gon' lie
Boy, I'm a nigga, I know what you try
I'm going up, put 3.5 in the sky
Bye, I'm kicking it with the guys
She say she shy, sigh
I'm out of here like it's sci-fi
Mix the blues with the 50s like tie-dye
Just play your part
I had a motive for you from the start
Baby a dime and she off of the charts
I cannot stop 'til I cover the charts
Stinking it up boy, you shitty like farts
I smell the pussy in water like sharks
I'm fresh as hell, never tarty
She switch it up like a Barbie
Open the door with a smart key
You got to problem then see me
All of my vision in 3D
We spin the block like a CD
None of this shit coming easy
Nobody gave me a freebie
Wishing for better, I dream of Coachella, I need me a genie
And I do for myself because nobody ever tried to give me help
Jumped off the porch, had to skip all the steps
I'm a swim in that drip like my name Michael Phelps
I worked on my craft, had to put in the reps
The game is not fair, we playing with no refs
Treat the booth like a kitchen, cooking like a chef
When you ask for something I'ma act like I'm deaf
I stay loyal to hundreds, that blue like I'm Steph
Had to go calm down, let the beat breathe
Wearing all black, you can't see me
Disappear like I'm Houdini
Want a Ghost, no Lamborghini
I met her like 'bout 2 hours ago
Talking 'bout she want zucchini
I stack the money up tall in a row
So high that you no longer see me
Got to stay fly
Shawty a demon, I see in her eyes (Yeah)
Can't fuck with niggas cause niggas gon' lie
Boy, I'm a nigga, I know what you try
I'm going up, put 3.5 in the sky
Bye, I'm kicking it with the guys
She say she shy, sigh
I'm out of here like it's sci-fi
Mix the blues with the 50s like tie-dye
And I do for myself because nobody ever tried to give me help
Jumped off the porch, had to skip all the steps
I'ma swim in that drip like my name Michael Phelps
I worked on my craft, had to put in the reps
The game is not fair, we playing with no refs
Treat the booth like a kitchen, cooking like a chef
When you ask for something I'ma act like I'm deaf
I stay loyal to hundreds, that blue like I'm Steph
Credits
Writer(s): Camaran Parker
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