Bonfire

Okay, it's Childish Gambino, homegirl, drop it like the NASDAQ
Move white girls like there's coke up my-, up my-, crack
Move black girls 'cause, man, f- it, I'll do either
I love (I love), I love (I love), dude, I should be runnin' PETA
In Adidas, with some short shorts, B-O-O all over me
My green is where it's supposed to be, your green is in my grocery
This Asian dude, I stole his girl, and now he got that Kogi beef
My d- is like an accent mark, it's all about the over Es

Hot like a parked car
I sound weird like - with hard R
Fly like the logo on my cousin's 440
Eatin' Oreos like these white girls that (girls that) me
Vodka for my ladies, whiskey for a grown man
Hangin' in the islands, lookin' for Earl like ToeJam
I made the beat retarded, so I'm callin' it a slow jam
Butcher and I know it, man, kill beef, go ham

These rappers are afraid of him
'Cause I'm a beast-, beast-, grr, Invader Zim
Gambino is a call girl, - you, pay me
Brand-new whip for these -s like slavery
Told me I was awful and that s- did not phase me
Tell me how I suck again, my memory is hazy
"You're my favorite rapper now", yeah, dude, I better be
Or you can f- kiss my -, human centipede

You wanna see my girl? I ain't that dumb
You wanna see my girl? Check Maxim
"Man, why does every black actor gotta rap some?"
I don't know, all I know is I'm the best one

It's a bonfire, turn the lights out (yeah)
I'm burnin' everything you motherf-s talk about
It's a bonfire (yeah), turn the lights out (uh-huh)
I'm burnin' everything you motherf-s talk about

You know these rapper dudes talk-, talk-, start killin'
- that, got goons like an archvillain
I'm from the South, ain't got no accent, don't know why
So this rap is child's play, I do my name like Princess Di
Yeah, they say they want the realness, rapped about my real life
Told me I should just quit, "First of all, you talk white
Second off, you talk like you haven't given up yet"
Rap's stepfather, yeah, you hate me but you will respect

I put in work, ask Ludwig
Put my soul on the track like shoes did
Played this for my cousin, now he can't even think straight
Black and white music? Now, n-, that's a mixtape
Shoutout to my blerds, they represent the realness
Shoutout to Gambino, girls, my d- is in the building
I know you hate me 'cause your little cousin play me
And I like black girls who nerdy, but when they dance they be sayin', "Ow"

I'm sorry for who followed me
Chillin' with a Filipina at your local Jollibee
Yeah, I'm in her - like -
So if you see my hand under the table, don't bother me
I don't talk soft, that's that other guy
I'm screamin', "What the f- is up?" like I ain't seen the sky
The sh- I'm doin' this year? Insanity
Made the beat then murdered it, Casey Anthony

These rappers won't know what to do
'Cause all I did was act me like a Looney Tune
And I'll give you all of me until there's nothing left
I swear, this summer will be summer Camp, -



Credits
Writer(s): Donald Mckinley Glover Ii
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