[Intro]

Aye

[Verse 1]

I'm makin' waves and my moves been erratic

XXL boy you know I've been had it

I make that shit you crave like and addict

And play it to masses

They ask how I'm livin', I'm livin' it good

Yeah, I got property in Hollywood

Pray that I fall, boy, you wish that I would

Bobby Tarantino made 'em wow

Young Sinatra was huge for me

Everybody's under pressure now

I'm the incredible true story

All of them rappers can simmer down

Nothing they do really do it for me

All of them rappers can simmer down

[Verse 2]

Bobby!

I feel like one in a million

When I get involved ain't nobody do numbers like

Bobby!

I feel like runnin' the jewels

On the mic I'm a killer and shit, I just might catch a

Body!

I feel like spreading peace, love, positivity

Up in the industry just as a

Hobby!

Am I the best in the game, though?

Prob'ly!

I can't name no one to stop me

Spit it like a beretta

With semi-automatics together

The way I murder, ain't no room for contenders

I make a boom when I enter and then I tour in December

I'm gonna put on a show, boy, you gonna remember

You don't know what it feel like

Be a little boy in the 'ville, right?

Good kid, but he gotta act trill, right?

Same kid made a million dollar deal, right?

Cut that shit

You cannot avoid this

Wack motherfuckers too stupid to enjoy this

If you got a problem, get in line, make appointments

Your shit dropped and it flopped like a koi fish

Oh my god!

I make my way through your boulevard

I'm the best when I'm going hard

I do more than rap 40 bars

Paradise, yeah, we're moving forward