(Sugar Hollows)

(You gon' know my name, you gon' know my sound like)

(Simma down, simma down like it's brown rice)

(Body snap, pull a cord, said I'm wound tight)

You gon' know my name, you gon' know my sound right

Simma down, simma down like it's brown rice

Body snap, pull a cord, said I'm wound tight

Don' tell me who the fuck that I sound like

You gon' know my name, you gon' know my sound right

Simma down, simma down like it's brown rice

Body snap, pull a cord, said I'm wound tight

Don' tell me who the fuck that I sound like

They sayin' that the man's iconic

Mike's Dead Myers like the Kid Psychotic

Yo

I'ma take the keys to your soul

Woah

Lookin' for that shit, I got it

Urban menace, if I said it I meant it

I need a pussy for the night, did I buy it or rent it

I said I've lost too much, like a trip to the dentist

So I ain't talkin' Darth Maul but I need an apprentice

I said woah

Pick up your phone when I call it

Takin' my chips I go all in

Feel like LeBron when I'm ballin

I can't get my nut so like Joseph i'm stallin

There is no precedent

Hollywood levellin'

Poppin' these pills and I treat 'em like medicine

Never been hesitant

This is my testament

Screamin' this shit till I'm runnin' for president

You gon' know my name, you gon' know my sound right

Simma down, simma down like it's brown rice

Body snap, pull a cord, said I'm wound tight

Don' tell me who the fuck that I sound like

You gon' know my name, you gon' know my sound right

Simma down, simma down like it's brown rice

Body snap, pull a cord, said I'm wound tight

Don' tell me who the fuck that I sound like