[Intro]
This girl said I was batsh*t today
And yesterday, this other girl said I was bananas
And I was like, "bananananana, bananananana"
[Verse 1]
Yeah
I'm to freaky on the track, Houdini
Can’t see me, 'cause I always do the most routini
And them I'm ghost, spitting daggers like a cloak in the shadows
Even though they say I’m going Batsh*t Banananas
The chimpanzees tryna throw their sh*t at me
But I'm too savvy, I skrrt and leave banana peels
They call 'em narcos, the number one demanded pill
Hit a lick for 'em and I'm rocking the bandana still (whoops!)
Call me normal, though I'm extraordinary
Killin' rappers is nothin' to me; it’s only more to bury
f*ck it, and I ain’t lie about nothin'
You tired of tryna f*ck the girls, I’m tired of f*ckin'
How, still, you can absorb that sh*t
Not used to picking up metaphors this thick
Throw a slab on the butcher block and torch that sh*t (that sh*t)
A little more, that's it (that's it)
You’re too off, I'm too on
I'm Darth Vader hot, you're Luke-warm
I'm too raw, like a fire-breathin' dragon
Only time you draggin' is with RuPaul
Brain stuck on a whole 'nother planet
I can guarantee that you won't understand it
Salamander reindeer, peanut butter sandwich
I told you that you wouldn't understand it
So tell me what you know about me
Other than the fact that I'm a forty ounce freak
Can't go without chronic, can't go without beats
Can't go without pus*y; I can go without sleep
Feel the DMT trip, call the EMT quick
'Cause I'm 'bout to kill somebody for my THC fix
That's realer than real, I just had a f*ckin' minute to kill
Now I'm out
[Break]
Wait do we got more room on this sh*t?
(Why you asking me? You're the engineer)
We got more room?
(Quit talkin' to yourself)
Oh yeah I'm the only one in this room (You're crazy!)
[Verse 2]
Well f*ck it, I keep goin' while you're stuck in slow-motion
The kid has got tracks like a f*cking roller coaster
All you c*cky-ass rappers turn to carcasses faster, uh-uh
I kill 'em all nonchalantly, act dapper
So your bodies turn colder than an ice cream soda
Got a surplus server while you tryna reach quota
I got a nice treat for ya (what's that?)
It's called the style that your life needs more of (f*ck you!)
I'm instigating situations on the daily (ha!)
Kickin' up dirt, in hopes somebody chase me (I'm obnoxious!)
People like "f*ck that Chatterbox kid"
Probably 'cause they made a bet against me and they lost it (uh...)
You should put your money where your mouth is
Bet against the Chatterbox, you should get round-kicked (Hiyah!)
Ninja to the face, muh'f*cka
I'm so high, I thought this sh*t was laced, muh'f*cka
If it was, they ain't sound so great, muh'f*cka
All I need is a stack of pancakes and some butter (I love pancakes!)
Never figure out what I be thinkin'
Mind f*ckin' fill your sinus cavity with semen (Ugh)
Get inside of you and mix your wires for no reason
Pistol ass smokin' waitin' in a bubble bath
Eight mollies and three girls, now you can do the math
[Outro]
Um, okay, that's three girls, eight mollies
Um, I think that's um, a bunch of orgasms, ha
I'm no mathologist or anything, though
But I think that's correct
This has been Lox Chatterbox