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Lyrics:
Alright my second Gambino song and you know im bout to murk it
Somebody get a hearst cause I be killin all these verses
Grind like a diamond, so I guess thats hard workin
And Im the all star these ladies want to converse with
Crack kills so my flow will the be death of me
Cookin so much flavor dude I don't need me a recipe
My dream as a child so you know that its my destiny
and boy I roll deep like im swimming in some ecstasy
So fuck you, if you say I got an ego
its my confidence, a weapon, man that shit is so damn lethal
and I murder with mic man I swear this is illegal
all these ladies wink at me like they be lookin in a peephole
so people can you please get off my jock now
before i rock out and hit you with that knockout
my flow is key so I got the game on lock now
ragtop girls, I like em better with the top down
but let me pick up where I left off
im so fly man heaven is my next stop
you tryna flex dude please hit the weight room
big boy status, please can you make room
I raise the bar like im liftin up some zannys
One look at me these women jumpin out they panties
big booty groupies, im just callin them my fannys
Haters better sit down if they cant stand me
Cause the throne is the only chair ill sit on
Hey mom and dad look I made another hit song
Im just saying that cause I know that they proud of me
A+ song they wont beat the shit outta me
Im just playin, i show love to my fam
Slaughter mcs, No blood on my hands
Meathead swag yeah bro I go ham
My tracks slap hard, look ma no hands
I kobe bryant the beat I just raped it
You just a book cause homey I left ya faceless
From 92 til im back to the basics
Im so sick, yackin rhymes, ugh wasted
I run tracks like im jumpin over hurdles
Beat slayer man I should be a ninja turtle
Now yall all up on my dick, man I think I need a girdle
They like Oh you go to class, homey that where the nerds go
Man I don't care I still get it in
I know im young but I rap like a veteran
Oh deer i gets buck, venison
Down with the illness somebody get medicine
I make these women scream, Hitchcock
Two words youll never hear, chris stop
Im so hard a, aah big shot
Your careers on my feet, flip flop
Click clack ya boys back to rack it up
I clap back with that crack you better back it up
The track slaps so I keep the raps stackin up
I nick nack and patty whack these wack rappers up
You tryna test the kid you better guess again
They me put on the sideline but im stepping in
They say im cocky but im just proud of who I be
And chris logic, I guess that's just my new id
I got my snapback as I let the chain hang
I bring the pow as the beat goes bang bang
Pussy ass bitches, I got more for you to cry about
But The tracks done so that means i put the fire out