Mr. President?
Hello?
Mr. President?
006, bitch!
I
Came from a white house, but I ain't presidential
Makin' black music? That's more my tempo
Mama used to yank off both my headphones
Ain't no more of that, "because I said so!"
Ride for the culture, this ain't no rental
Die for the culture, put it on my headphone
You so sus', I'm just suspenseful
With my pencil cuz I go mental
I should probably wear a fuckin' helmet on top my head
With a strap underneath my chin
I transform into a whole different person
When I decide to go in
My evil twin, but, he's my friend
I must drink if she a ten
Whiskey dick when we begin
That's one chick I won't see again
I guess, then, it's back to the crib for some R&D
Pardon me, why they starin' like carpentry
I'm off the lease, what label wanna market me?
Lebron for 3, lemme shoot my shot in peace
It's 006, that apartment lease
A new life in the Raleighwood Hills
M-M-Midtown Gang, and we got some good thrills
Spillin' out my heart till my blood's all spilled
Chris Brown shit, if you say to Run It! I'll Run It!
I'll parade around town like the drummer boy drummin'
Never dumb it down, 'bout to go the dumbest of the dumbest
I'm the one who's up-n-comin', thought a motherfucker said something?
Murder, murder, murder beats, REDRUM!
Please don't touch that red button
If you want some, bitch, come get some
Actually, might be on the spectrum
006
Yeah, 006, bitch
006
006, bitch
Whoa, yeah, yeah, uh, 006, bitch
Did it all from right there
Mr. President?
006, bitch!
I
Came from a white house, but I ain't presidential
Makin' black music? That's more my tempo
Mama used to yank off both my headphones
Ain't no more of that, "because I said so!"
Ride for the culture, this ain't no rental
Die for the culture, put it on my headphone
You so sus', I'm just suspenseful
With my pencil cuz I go mental
I should probably wear a fuckin' helmet on top my head
With a strap underneath my chin
I transform into a whole different person
When I decide to go in
My evil twin, but, he's my friend
I must drink if she a ten
Whiskey dick when we begin
That's one chick I won't see again
I guess, then, it's back to the crib for some R&D
Pardon me, why they starin' like carpentry
I'm off the lease, what label wanna market me?
Lebron for 3, lemme shoot my shot in peace
It's 006, that apartment lease
A new life in the Raleighwood Hills
M-M-Midtown Gang, and we got some good thrills
Spillin' out my heart till my blood's all spilled
Chris Brown shit, if you say to Run It! I'll Run It!
I'll parade around town like the drummer boy drummin'
Never dumb it down, 'bout to go the dumbest of the dumbest
I'm the one who's up-n-comin', thought a motherfucker said something?
Murder, murder, murder beats, REDRUM!
Please don't touch that red button
If you want some, bitch, come get some
Actually, might be on the spectrum
006
Yeah, 006, bitch
006
006, bitch
Whoa, yeah, yeah, uh, 006, bitch
Did it all from right there
Credits
Writer(s): Eric Armitage
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