
(Polymer put me onto this)
(Hurry up)
Uh, one time, put my name on a billboard
Two times, versus the world and I'll still score
Three times, you gon' know who your bill's for
Get a girl with a 'Rari like I'm Gilmore
People ask me "What you so chill for?"
I don't swear but my ice-wear still sore
Still soaring, still pouring, that's what gill's for
Yuh, break it down for a minute
I'm the type to make a new sound for a minute
Like shmoove, make the song loud for a minute
This the type to hype up the crowd for a minute
Boy shmoove, I'ma lay it down for a minute
Bow down I'm about to take the crown for a minute
Like shmoove, you lookin' like a clown for the minute
Like shmoove
Clow with the flow, no Cardcaptor Sakura
Straight from the bank, chop up my 5's like the Yakuza
Flipping from this heat, I came strapped with a spatula
I know my bars gold, I'm from Africa
Modern day Mansa Musa
Heart made of stone, I might marry Ms. Medusa
You a loser, I'ma see you in the afterlife
I'm too petty for you, I might get successful out of spite
I'ma do it for a bit like a satelllite
(Interior crocodile alligator)
I drive a whip too sharp like D Major
Your life's way too smudged for my one pager
Defense so baseless, I hope that bum paid ya
Say hi to me, boy, I can erase ya
Lips and talent, man, I'm Fantasia
Major league, gotta pay a fee if you ain't stay with me
Ain't nobody playing with me, A to Z
Body that boy, he ain't no killer
Tryna age down his LP with filler
Sick to my stomach, ain't nobody iller than me
Steady spinning yourself as a driller
Ain't nobody got you in rotation
Opposition of me, wanna be an adjacent
That ain't right, trying goalposts from angles to angles
I'ma snatch your ankles if you try racing
Uh, one time, put my name on a billboard
Two times, versus the world and I'll still score
Three times, you gon' know who your bill's for
Get a girl with a 'Rari like I'm Gilmore
People ask me "What you so chill for?"
I don't swear but my ice-wear still sore
Still soaring, still pouring, that's what gill's for
Yuh, break it down for a minute
I'm the type to make a new sound for a minute
Like shmoove, make the song loud for a minute
This the type to hype up the crowd for a minute
Boy shmoove, I'ma lay it down for a minute
Bow down I'm about to take the crown for a minute
Like shmoove, you lookin' like a clown for the minute
Way too close to the ground for this limit, boy shm—