[Verse 1]
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Bad to the bone, never chew one
Cat nap 'til it’s noon, day is ruined, huh? What?
Checkered Vans with the tube socks, yeah
Underrated like he Kuzma, yeah
And the kid never adlib
Just another mood swing, bat above average, yeah
I’m sad but I’m that bitch
Little eye shadow got the fans goin' batshit
No flex but I still hear the bomb drop (Now listen!)
How Sway? You ain’t racking up them commas
Dressed like I rap, vibe out to Rashad songs
Y’all ride a wave then claim you Poseidon, yeah
But I still fuck with that whack shit
System kickin', Billy Blanks in a hatchback whip
Write a cypher every time lil' Tabs can’t win
All these villains in my head on my Sandman shit (Now listen!)
Motherfucker, I’ma flow ‘til my asthma hit
When I spit, people checkin' out the cat’s fashion
That’s drip, my saliva got you head scratchin'
That ain’t lice, just a sign that I’m nice with it (Listen!)
Minnesota’s own, cologne Hilfiger
Bring ya lady to my show and she’ll feel different
People hating on the tone, but I won’t switch it
Everyone a critic so this critic wrote his own lyrics (Now listen!)
And I still got a toddler tooth
On my seventh year at college, knew I botched my youth
Tryna find a type beat I can off top to
I hear the same jazz sample like it’s Costco food
I hear the (Listen!) same damn album, y’all cockatoos
Fuck a cage, here’s Johnny with the combo moves
Fuck a box, want the top like it’s duck, duck, goose
Kick rocks, take names like imposters do (Woo!)
(That's called motherfuckin' bars-)
Out the mold, huh?
On my shine, Double-0 with the gold gun
And I get no sun, I’m the palest
Two middle fingers up to the A-list (Now listen!)
Been sayin' this is mine for the takin' (Uh)
Go Saiyan, Gohan in some Bape shit
Yeah, my apartment in the basement
Even when I leave underground where I’m stayin'
[Chorus]
Everybody lookin' your way though
Ain’t it funny? Poppin' like Pringle
Shoot your shot and chasin' Bombay, don't
Let nobody fuck with yo' bankroll
Everybody lookin' your way though
Ain’t it funny? Poppin' like Pringle
Shoot your shot and chasin' Bombay, don't
Let nobody fuck with yo' bankroll
[Verse 2]
What bankroll? Never had a bankroll
The music ain’t makin' any pesos
Bust out a rhythm when he bus down his tables
Tippin' his ale up, buzzed like cicadas (Now-now-now listen!)
Reminiscin' like a fool 'bout the days
Homeboy hit the crew up, we all playin' Halo
Moments like that keep makin' his face glow
Back to the present, his ass tend to lay low (Listen!)
Ain’t about the dollar dollar bills
Keep his chill making zilch
You can keep that shit a Tang quote
Sneeze from the feline-hair-covered long sleeve
Sick as a dog, barkin' up the wrong maple, woof
Everything I say like, "Woosh," then I over-explain
Man I look like an a-hole
No gun bars, but the NRA piss me off
So fuck it, I’m a wizard with the Draco, huh
Gained so much and I’m thankful