Hi Lil Wayne...

By Token

Released on June 6, 2025

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[Verse 1]

Excuse my charisma, devils, angels, I get mixed up

I got bad juju around me like we skipped our kids bat mitzvah

I got rappers tapping out, avoid the tap, just like the Brita

If my album flop, I know rappers to diss, I got a list of

Please make my album flop, I'm tryna diss rappers for profit

I was sick, fat, and obnoxious, melted KitKats in my pocket

12 years old I lost the weight, I was a gym rat like the Rock is

Except I taught myself to lift and now I lift rappers to Goddess

And of course, God is a woman, we forged a bond when I tore her box

With a horse cock like a porn vlog, kept the door locked till I couldn't

Beat drop (Push it), they tell me that I'm forcing it

If they can do what I could do, I promise they'd do more of it

Fuck being some normal shit, fuck you and your normy shit

Country beats, I body 'em, pop beats, I body 'em

Dance beats, I body, I fit a body where I shouldn't, I'm a contortionist

I'm always on tour my booking agent's an extortionist

Swallowed so many different families kids, her mouth's orphanage

I need visitation rights to touch her face 'cause that's where I left most my kids


[Verse 2]

Bar for bar I'm the best in the biz

My cigar got sparked from the second I spit

'Cause I'm Charizard when the phlegm is lit

And I park my car by the edge of the crib

With my assistant and a receptionist

I'm religious and my spirit big

I'm Egyptian 'cause my peer are mid

I'm Olympic 'cause I'm here to win

I'm a gymnast 'cause I flipped my profit

I'm sadistic 'cause the devil's in the details

And I get my car detailed often (Ble-ble-ble!)

I'm always crashing that shit

Used to hit the laundromat to ask men

To buy the crew a bottle, rack, and pack of cigs

I don't like to tit for tat

But she got tatted 'cause I put an autograph on that tit

I would call her drama queen, but she is not a queen

She's just a drama having ass bitch (You know?)

Drama having ass whore (Whore)

Liquor telling me I need it, I should put a polygraph on that drawer (Drawer)

Vodka handles, I might toss them back and ask for more

I be ripping handles like a fucking shopping bag from Market Basket

Boston hat, so I'm a trashy bad sport

Gotta wipe the dust off the dash board (Board)

Scuffs on the black 4s (4s)

Us? We the task force (Force)

Drunks on a crash course

Had to get the girl a ride 'cause she got sloppy

She ended up fucking up my Uber score

All I rap about is family trauma

I be at the funeral like kid up in a candy store with a lollipop


[Verse 3]

I'm the second hand cause I move fast, but I'm on the clock

Give away my seed like the apple core when the apple rot

When I'm back on tour, I'm at the travel lodge

And if rap a sport, I'm never at a loss, who that at the door?

Like Fantastic Four, I made her body rock

Fantastic Four, I made her body rock

Made her bedrock like young money

Baby said she got a gut feeling

It's just my big wiener in your little tummy

Circumcision was the last time I let a man cut me, I don't get cut off

I'm with older women, I'm like menopause

Call me pela-tok, I'm her peloton, call me


[Verse 4]

Pela-tok, I'm her peloton

Same girl who keep her eggs for me is the same girl who wanna egg me on

Life is so ironic, every time I’m going off then the pressure on

Had to cut girl off, give the girl a Final Cut, get your edit on

Green on me, leprechaun, never had a stepmom

But I put my mom inside a house with four levels

So I brought a lot of steps for mom

They still comparing me to the guy with his sweaty palm

But I don’t no palm sweat

I got no class like a bomb threat

Label want short form content

I got short temper, am I close enough?

I'm a bad jew, I'm not the kosher one

Can you pass over me a loaded—

Put your hands up like the shoulder shrug

Not a school shooter, I just dress like one

Not a violent guy, I'm just next to one

Didn't pray for talent, I'm just blessed with one

Did a lot of sins, I'm confessing one

Came from the bottom with my bro

Like I'm low key having sex with 'em

Never Too Different the label

Stacking my money like I'm playing footsie, it's usually under the table (Table)

She doing blow, I put my kids on her nose, they doing snow angles (Angles)

You say you're raw, but Token the rawest

Come hang with the rawest like Rachel (Rrr!)

How did I go from Between Somewhere to Pink Is Better and now I’m somewhere better?

Still at my house, I'm recording in logic, but I'm the last one to be under pressure

I'm only 26, I'll have a kid when I'm 40, until then, my fans, it's me and you

Who the fuck is Sleep Token? It's just what mom tell me to do

I don't be lying in any my records, I'd probably be bigger if I were to edit myself

But fuck it, I'm from fucking Massa fucking Chussets, suck my dick, I might just loosen my belt

They wonder why I pick Friday the 13th to drop, it's bad luck

Exactly, I had to show 'em I'm never relying on luck to get back up (Ble-ble!)

I don't make music for people who try hard to fit in, bitch never too different is me

And I know I'm not supposed to be here, fuck it, we drop in a week