Pokémon cook, I’m rattata under a hat

Ratatouille, I be moving all over a fat ass

Monogrammed shit all over every backpack

I shoot em with that, burn em with laser im at-at

The crib with the cash, feelin isolated, bounce back

Imma make it in the industry bitch and I’m bout to whack

Any dummy motherfucker tryna lurk up in my path

Ain't poppin a gat, don’t need a gun to secure the bag

Bird slinging thunderbolts, pikachu hundred rolls

Just got dome from your bitch, it was wonderful

I was comfortable, vision got colorful

Think she drugged me or something, I nutted tho

By myself smoking blunts in a casket

Close friends stretch truth like elastic

Thought these hoes knew that I’m batshit

Still DMs for my Johnson, I’m magic

Fancy, Humana Humana when I step

I don’t have to try when I’m comin in with the flex

Everybody mad I’m so cunning not like the rest

Gunnin, shooting words like some bullets out of a tec

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Don’t ask how much my fit was

Ask me how sick your bitch was

Everyone flex they wrist but

I don’t need no ice to sink ships yuh

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Mask on my face

Mask at the bank

This ain’t a stick up

I flex in my bape

Ape never gonna kill ape

But I say grace

Fuckers tryna run up

Got a bat for they home plate

Houston, got a problem, I’mma lose it

Rockets, feel like Elon, burning thru it

Tom on, fuck a Reebok, and you clueless

Fuckers try to imitate, but that ain’t how I do this, aye

Fancy, Humana Humana when I step

I don’t have to try when I’m comin in with the flex

Everybody mad I’m so cunning not like the rest

Gunnin, shooting words like some bullets out of a tec

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