Pokémon cook, I’m rattata under a hat
Ratatouille, I be moving all over a fat ass
Monogrammed sh*t all over every backpack
I shoot em with that, burn em with laser im at-at
The crib with the cash, feelin isolated, bounce back
Imma make it in the industry b*tch and I’m bout to whack
Any dummy motherf*cker tryna lurk up in my path
Ain't poppin a gat, don’t need a gun to secure the bag
Bird slinging thunderbolts, pikachu hundred rolls
Just got dome from your b*tch, it was wonderful
I was comfortable, vision got colorful
Think she drugged me or something, I nutted tho
By myself smoking blunts in a casket
Close friends stretch truth like elastic
Thought these hoes knew that I’m batsh*t
Still DMs for my Johnson, I’m magic
Fancy, Humana Humana when I step
I don’t have to try when I’m comin in with the flex
Everybody mad I’m so cunning not like the rest
Gunnin, shooting words like some bullets out of a tec
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Don’t ask how much my fit was
Ask me how sick your b*tch was
Everyone flex they wrist but
I don’t need no ice to sink ships yuh
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Mask on my face
Mask at the bank
This ain’t a stick up
I flex in my bape
Ape never gonna kill ape
But I say grace
f*ckers tryna run up
Got a bat for they home plate
Houston, got a problem, I’mma lose it
Rockets, feel like Elon, burning thru it
Tom on, f*ck a Reebok, and you clueless
f*ckers try to imitate, but that ain’t how I do this, aye
Fancy, Humana Humana when I step
I don’t have to try when I’m comin in with the flex
Everybody mad I’m so cunning not like the rest
Gunnin, shooting words like some bullets out of a tec
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