Yeah, the coolest be the fool-est ’cause them niggas really awkward
All them nights I stayed up, I get paid up like a lay-up now
Tell me who the fuck makes skits for they tour?
I know, me, I’m the best
They can’t help it, haters too selfish
LST on the beat, I love my buck teeth, that’s why I’m so fly
Flows keep switching so them niggas better keep up
Mona Lisa for a feature, my price is priceless
Back in this motherfucker, I gots the -itis
Tell me who the fuck makes skits for they tour?
I’m ’bout my business, CLBN, take nothing less
Leave ’em in the dust, tell ’em level up
Worldwide tour, so them girls wide open
Pull up on these motherfuckers, then I hit the scene
Rolling down my window, roll my pride for self-esteem
I’m frank like Aretha, I’m dank like your reefer
Traitors treat you like a reaper, RIP Kenneka
Young, black, and handsome, that be my aesthetic, yeah
Writer and director, actor, rapper, I’m a prize
Secret, Good for You the best album alive
Fenty on my baby so my boo ain’t got no blemishes
Shows packed out, so the bus pack oceans
Put the kitty on my face, I could take you on a trip
Chucks on my feet ’cause they cut me a check
What should I be for Halloween?
Leader and a lover like a mayor and John Mayer
I started it, them niggas borrow it
I own the color yellow, Pantone, hit me up
Motherfuckers hate me ’cause I’m all about my cream
Practicing this verse up in the mirror like I’m Issa
Unapologetic (bitch), success is my fetish
Question, Do they have sex in the scenes with the sex?