[Intro]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Whats good man

Hey real shit I'm fuckin' really fuckin' real

Yeah really

[Chorus]

Lexicon, Lexi-lexicon

Skinny nigga but I bet that I'm still flexin' on

All about my green, like a fuckin' leprechaun

My suit up look mean, gold Casio on my arm

[Verse 1]

Flow is untouchable

A lot of niggas thinkin' that they sick 'til I prove that they not, Dr. Huxtable

Stacking more cheese than a forty pair of lunchables

And even white kids is telling me "Can't nobody fuck with you"

Open the front door, with a can of Coke, and I'm sippin' it slow

K.i.D can spit, real shit, let these niggas know

Me and Mr. Man, these niggas is manikins

Can't move when I enter the room frozen in a stance, damn

Hand a nigga his ass with, eight bars of that real shit

Trill nigga, don't feel shit

I ain't into that pill shit

Shout out to my niggas gettin' it in on that Skyrim

5'10", light-skinned, grippin' on that light-nin

Spittin' that flame my nigga, come firefight me

And if you hate losin' then you really not gone like me

And if you give me sixteen bars wreckin' it

I been around the globe homie but seconds' where I've never been

Talk 'bout making hits though

I could make a list yo

My flows slick as Crisco

Nigga's so cool, I piss cold

That weak shit you bring me

I K-I-D delete

Enough punch-lines to fight a nigga for three weeks

Yeah doggy doggy, yea doggy, niggas is off the leash

Campos will have your momma askin' "Where the fuck your teeth?"

K.i.D be workin', people askin' "When the fuck you sleep?"

"Sleep nigga?" I ain't had a bed since I was seventeen

Killin' beats and drinkin' Red Bull until it's hard to see

Yeah I'm on a diet, Mickey D's seven days a week

Weak niggas think they in my league, send em' back down to D

So ahead of my time nigga I feel like I'm 83

[Chorus]

Lexicon, Lexi-lexicon

Skinny nigga but I bet that I'm still flexin' on

All about my green, like a fuckin' leprechaun

My suit up look mean, gold Casio on my arm

Lexicon, Lexi-lexicon

Skinny nigga but I bet that I'm still flexin' on

All about my green, like a fuckin' leprechaun

My suit up look mean, gold Casio on my arm

[Verse 2]

I'm ready for action, Jackson, Niggas know I'm attackin'

Smashin' niggas like an Asian taxi driver leave em crashin'

Casually I'm causin' casualties, I’ll leave these niggas gassed

I'm spittin that lighter fluid niggas don't know how to match it

Like a rug burn from Aladdin shit is tragic, nigga fuck around

Catch a whole overweight case said a nigga bow

Bang bang biggidy bang dang ow nigga ow

You can get caught in traffic, I hit the gas and lay niggas down

Yesum, and I hope God bless em

You can take your feedback and shove it up your rectum

And you take my insults right into the heart

Like all you niggas stink like damn nigga d'you fart?

(Damn nigga you fart, damn nigga you fart)

I guarantee you hear me and say damn nigga you hard

People want features be like damn nigga you charge

Cause on my SAT I scored damn nigga you smart

[Chorus]

Lexicon, Lexi-lexicon

Skinny nigga but I bet that I'm still flexin' on

All about my green, like a fuckin' leprechaun

My suit up look mean, gold Casio on my arm