Look
Ya, ya
Eh, eh
*Verse 1*
Bitch i'm a lot to handle
If you pull up on me bitch then imma shoot like Rambo
And I'm so hot like candles
I'm more hot than the mantle
I'm always wearing sandles
And if you don't beleive it bitch you can just check my channel
Bitch just get on my level
Fitted up like Harry Nevel
Ain't sell my soul yet but I feel like I be feared by devils
For lack of better word, im goated like my name is kiko
Go hard like Johhny sins or Shaq O'Niell hitting a free throw
I ain't a little kid but I would never pass up on a lunchable
When Tarry Fox was runnnin thats about how long my money go
Bitch dont get too confortable, please dont get to comfortable
Cause if you do im finna slam drag your ear right to the fucken door
And hit you make you look like squidward after the smack
Its always shady in my town I feel like Anderson .Paak
Im never keeping the cap, like Shmurda throwin the hat
Cause if you see me on the street just let me silenty pass
Cause im just tryna get myself up on the right track (bitch)
Just like the Baudelaires: make invention, quick acts
Its fucken evident im jsut a fucken target for these actors
And its clear to see your stuck to me just like some fucken plaster, shit
*Baby Driver Sample*
Wake up Baby! Time to explain...
Where is he what did you do to him?
Oh... The Cripple? Oh dont worry about him!
Why dont you play us somehting Baby...
*Chorus*
Dont talk back (Bitch)
Dont be stepping near me when im in my bag yeah
Dont be talking to me unless you in a contract
Im in your soul when im making eye contact
Its lookin sunny in my life just check the forecast
Just check the forecast
Its lookin sunny in my life just check the forecast (*Whistle*)
Just check the forecast
Just check the forecast
More stacks, more money and a fat ass bag, yeah
*Verse 2*
I got a fat MAC sitting in my backpack (Brr)
I keep it on me cause I really can't fight back
Like quick facts, ain't jacked
Not a little bit
Bitches feeling it
Call my doctor cause i think im sick with mucus
Im confusing these losers to thinking I be perusing
Some sort of dream but in reality I just be a loser
I keep a tool like a ruler, or maybe screws or a noose
No Kodak but I drive the boat whenever Im in Peru (Brr Bow)
Now tell me whos there to screw
Those at your table will do (Brr Bow)
You step to be you'll be disabled like your destined to do
I flow smooth like the blues whenever Im in the booth (uh huh)
Just see the gold on the tooth (uh huh)
Just see the gold on the fangs (uh huh)
I might pull up in a Range, I might just give her a name (Skrrt)
Like Rachel, Randy, Robert, Ricky, or just my little babe (ha)
Lil homie what did you say? (what/)
Oh shit I must be astray (Yeah?)
I thought you told me there was someone else whos spitten this way
*Chorus*
Dont talk back
Dont be stepping near me when im in my bag yeah
Dont be talking to me unless you in a contract (nah)
Im in your soul when im making eye contact (ha)
Its lookin sunny in my life just check the forecast
Just check the forecast
Its lookin sunny in my life just check the forecast (*Whistle*)
Just check the forecast
Just check the forecast
More stacks, more money and a fat ass bag, yeah