Tuk-Tuk

(Ayy, Scheme, you killed it)
Yuh

Get lost, baby, in the sauce, maybe
With the shit, with the stick, like lacrosse, baby
Got shit backwards like the jeans on Criss Cross, maybe
Shake the salt shaker, I'm a risk-taker
I'm a Jedi with a saber and a clean taper
I pull up, left my balls hangin', yuh
I don't twist fingers, not a gangbanger
You the type to pull up and just tell a tall fable

I make the work look like a cow, the way it moo
I bet you get that pack and don't know what to do
I said, "I'm feelin' like Nutella," 'cause I'm smooth
I said, "I'm feeling like I'm stellar," I got the groove
I can chop, sushi shop a goddamn enemy
Take one good look at me, tell a different entity
Drop the top-up on it, feelin' like a Kennedy
Threw some rocks up on it, Thanos what they callin' me

Yuh, okay? That's because it's true
Different dimension, I be on some shit
Soul ascension, yabba-dabba-doo
Forgot to mention, I be with the crew that chase the monsters and shit, yuh
What you wanna do? Fucked up on the moon
I've been on a mission, gettin' to them pantaloons
With the Krusty Krew, secret formulas, check the thermometer, yuh

Okay (okay), hot, they piss me off, I'm in this bitch like bomboclaat
Chasin' them with that red dot just like a cat
Still know some niggas servin' just like Dippin' Dots
I had to pull up to Thailand to get the pot
I'm in a tuk-tuk, had to make it stop (okay)
Not for a lot, Megamind I had to plot
Pocket knots, wrist watered like a croc', yuh

They ain't fuckin' with the kid, could kick rocks
Need to get that out the system, detox
Before I make the .9 start to beatbox
Rockin' Gucci socks with the damn Crocs, yuh (damn Crocs)
Playing sudoku with your bitch, at a hermitage (yuh, yuh)
I'm a charger like I'm driving in a Dodge (yuh, yuh)
They can't see me like I'm wearing camouflage (ayy, ayy)
'Cause by that time, I ain't gotta check the watch (yuh, yuh)

Cut him up, botched him, no surgery
Eliminate my competition, I'm purging
How important is that tummy? Your surgeon
Can't be out here making moves without a purpose
Still be the cleanest in this bitch, I got detergent
Adventure Time, I took your bitch on an excursion
Having motion, I can't change, I got inertia
Every time you ask a question 'bout me personally

Okay (okay), hot, they piss me off, I'm in this bitch like bomboclaat
Chasin' them with that red dot just like a cat
Still know some niggas servin' just like Dippin' Dots
I had to pull up to Thailand to get the pot
I'm in a tuk-tuk, had to make it stop (okay)
Not for a lot, Megamind I had to plot
Pocket knots, wrist watered like a croc', yuh (like a croc', yuh)



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Writer(s): Stokely Goulbourne
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