(woo ay yuh dialect wreck it yuh yuh ay woooooo yuh)
[Chorus]
I wanna baby girl who knows that she bad as hell
I got my paper up and so I'm thinking might as well
She got a paper cut and now she thinking I can help
But she should know wassup I’m the one to sign myself
[Verse I]
I will execute ay
You should exit to the
Door and exit through it
You defected dude woah
I’m one of the best to do it
But I really need to prove it
That’s why I keep on the move ay
But I never make a due date
Cause sometimes I’d make it too late
And I never post on YouTube
Because videos prove to
Become hideous toot toot
But maybe I just shouldn’t give a fuck about it and show everybody just how much that I be really clowning ay
[Verse II]
All these all these rappers always posting diamonds
While my homies talking bout assignments
I be rapping messing with my timing
Try to make it sound the fucking finest
People laugh and say I’m mountain climbing
Maybe I am but I feel I’m flying
I’m a star and you cannot confine it
I got prollems people say I'm whining
Say i got it good cause I’m the whitest
In this day and age don't mean fine dining
I just flip the page and keep on finding
Out new thangs cause it keeps me grounded
I’ll do my thing you can keep on doubting
Me but i know that ill be rounding
The bases and you cannot stop it
I’m the best you cannot top it woah
Huh? Kinda sounding like I got a hot head
They say rap ain’t the same since Pac dead
I’m an asshole and that's what hop said
Burn like black coals oh that's what mom said
Like a black hole have not been spotted
It’s a hassle to act retarded
Why you acting you should be a smart kid
That coming straight out my heart
Really I think that you smart
You need to learn shit and apply it
I’m concerned with your bias
Need a permit to buy it
Need to earn it you liar
Think you worshipped? Admired?
You be worthless and tired
Gotta house with no couch need it furnished, required
I burn it to get higher
Rehearse it so I'm fire
Confirmed bitch need no lighter
I work it, I'm hired
I'm worth it, desired
[Refrain]
(You you you you fucking suck)
(You you you you fucking lame bruh) x4
(They say rap ain't the same since pac dead)
[Chorus]
I wanna baby girl who knows that she bad as hell
I got my paper up and so I'm thinking might as well
She got a paper cut and now she thinking I can help
But she should know wassup I’m the one to sign myself