2 Late 4 U
I splash like I'm Squirtle
I'm jumping through hurdles
Your music is funny like a bear commercial
I don't need rehearsals
You slow like a turtle
I change this song to go from drowning to fertle (huh?)
Hear the beat yeah its bouncing up like a pogo stick
And I don't need the ice cause I didn't hurt my wrists (ow!)
And I still shoot my shot even when I'm gon miss
Cause I don't need a girl yeah I don't need a kiss (huh?)
I'm zooming like Sonic
I blow up, Atomic
I keep giving jokes like I'm in a comic (haha)
I blast off a comet
I love all my comments (yeah)
New Crocs, new shoes, you know that I got it (yeah)
I'm spitting my fire like Charizard (what)
Everyone knows that I'm going far (yeah)
And I cannot stop, yeah stop the car
And I do it right like I just got a par (haha)
Got ice in the whip, call that a rock slide (what)
Bigger than all of the artists who tried (yeah)
They call me Zapdos
Just the way I stay fly
Hit you with that quick attack, now say goodbye (bye)
Dropping the heatwave, acting like Moltres (whoops)
I'm dropping bangers like I'm dropping eggs (yeah)
I do not care what anyone says (nope)
I'm going so hard yeah I'm causing a mess (yeah)
Okay let's go (let's go)
Baby wanna drift in the Range let's go (let's go)
I get the bands let's go
Rick Owens all on my neck and my toes (huh, yeah)
I got like no one to prove (prove)
All on my grind and they know I'ma bloom (bloom)
They wanna talk on the net
But in real life I know that they don't want the smoke
Huh, yeah, huh
They bout to listen to that (to that)
Rocking some Gucci my bag (yeah)
He wanna talk on the team
We bout to choppa, he running the track (he runnin)
I know that she loving my swag, yeah she loving all of that
And I'm calling you once
Like please do not call me back (please don't) (huh, yeah)
They know that im pimpin
I got my Shogun knife on my back like Cory Kenshin
Baby I got clown on me if you think that I'm pimpin (what)
Gotta hit a hater with a hyper beam
Got all the heat up in my jeans (yeah)
They call me Gravy, just to clean
They think I'll stop like what you mean (huh?)
Cups from the ship, I use the hydro pump
I keep it running like I'm Forest Gump
I'm always up yeah not in a swamp
Your music is trash like I just took a dump
I'm jumping through hurdles
Your music is funny like a bear commercial
I don't need rehearsals
You slow like a turtle
I change this song to go from drowning to fertle (huh?)
Hear the beat yeah its bouncing up like a pogo stick
And I don't need the ice cause I didn't hurt my wrists (ow!)
And I still shoot my shot even when I'm gon miss
Cause I don't need a girl yeah I don't need a kiss (huh?)
I'm zooming like Sonic
I blow up, Atomic
I keep giving jokes like I'm in a comic (haha)
I blast off a comet
I love all my comments (yeah)
New Crocs, new shoes, you know that I got it (yeah)
I'm spitting my fire like Charizard (what)
Everyone knows that I'm going far (yeah)
And I cannot stop, yeah stop the car
And I do it right like I just got a par (haha)
Got ice in the whip, call that a rock slide (what)
Bigger than all of the artists who tried (yeah)
They call me Zapdos
Just the way I stay fly
Hit you with that quick attack, now say goodbye (bye)
Dropping the heatwave, acting like Moltres (whoops)
I'm dropping bangers like I'm dropping eggs (yeah)
I do not care what anyone says (nope)
I'm going so hard yeah I'm causing a mess (yeah)
Okay let's go (let's go)
Baby wanna drift in the Range let's go (let's go)
I get the bands let's go
Rick Owens all on my neck and my toes (huh, yeah)
I got like no one to prove (prove)
All on my grind and they know I'ma bloom (bloom)
They wanna talk on the net
But in real life I know that they don't want the smoke
Huh, yeah, huh
They bout to listen to that (to that)
Rocking some Gucci my bag (yeah)
He wanna talk on the team
We bout to choppa, he running the track (he runnin)
I know that she loving my swag, yeah she loving all of that
And I'm calling you once
Like please do not call me back (please don't) (huh, yeah)
They know that im pimpin
I got my Shogun knife on my back like Cory Kenshin
Baby I got clown on me if you think that I'm pimpin (what)
Gotta hit a hater with a hyper beam
Got all the heat up in my jeans (yeah)
They call me Gravy, just to clean
They think I'll stop like what you mean (huh?)
Cups from the ship, I use the hydro pump
I keep it running like I'm Forest Gump
I'm always up yeah not in a swamp
Your music is trash like I just took a dump
Credits
Writer(s): Carson Merley, Df Car$on
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