[Intro: Big Shot]
I'm an introvert when I'm supposed to extro
Watch me get all this extra while I own this intro
Been writing my lyrics since a couple days back
And I can already tell I've got more rhymes than 2pac
I've been fan of best, now I'll bounce it off me
My brain's like a sponge, don't even need no coffee
It's all about rhyme, flow, and lyrics
And talking the sh** that people want to hear it
That's where I run into the trouble
Not enough swag, I need that sh** to double
[Verse 1: Big Shot]
Think how hard it is for me to rap
When I live lower cla**
Not quite broke to the bone
Like, I can still afford a phone
Never sold d**, f**, my records clean
Most trouble I've been in is just for being mean
Can't quite rap bout the ghetto (Vermont is a nice place!)
Who cares about my high school medals?
Traits of a gorilla, but the monkey's always in the middle
I'm on top, high as Khalifa, Burj or Wiz is the riddle
Skydive from my pedestal just so I can talk to y'all
Land in a cornfield in Dakota in the epicenter of fall
In case I'm losing you already that was a metaphor
Cornfield in Dakota is as boring as this attractive who*e
Only bought her 1 drink, now it's titty's, a**, p**y galore
Got to take a shot so the sh** she's talking doesn't make me snore
Oh really, your ex-boyfriend cheated? What a jerk, you need better
Amped for this one night stand, got to say this sh** so I can get her
Girls are so f**ing gullible, I hate this bird and I just met her
Only one last thing left to do, doggy style, Irish Setter
But I'm far from counting those stacks
Don't even have to watch my back
Don't take it personally if I act strange if you're black (like I said, I'm from Vermont!)
I really don't lie, baby, nothing but facts
That's why I don't have a problem telling you to gargle my sack
Then put you on your back
Press it between your crack
And start to-
STOP
[Verse 3: Big Shot]
That's so fake it might remind you of corn
Could only write that from watching so much p**n
Looking forward to all the drunk s** inside my dorm
The kind that won't ever make your heart warm
The warmth that we're all secretly looking for
Search all you want, it's not inside that who*e
It's inside the girl that would stare into your eyes
Say and do things that would give you bu*terflies
The girl that you didn't mind explaining all the “why's”
But now if you think of her it feels like your heart dies
So I'mma flirt with a new girl
Then hit you up when I make her cry
She interfered with getting my bread
Girl, you know how much I love rye
Not horrible, but she's not you
So I had to say goodbye
On the verge of being creepy
Come on, girl, lets fly
But you had different plans
Left me to get high
“I still want to stay friends”
I know that it's not a lie
But you know that I'm immature
Can't be friends if you s**ed my…
Weeks later it's “I miss you”
Own the record for the deepest sigh
Call us Romeo and Juliet
‘cause this sh**'s about to make me die
First girl that I could talk to
Second priority's what's between your thighs
I know this whole thing's just a life lesson
That's what I have to realize
There'll be more girls down the road
An abundance of creampies
Now that's the line of the century
Known all my life that my potential reaches infinity
That's why early on I shout out to the based god Lil B
Bring the rhymes, flow, and lyrics now watch as I bring the energy!
Now that's enough of that wimp bit
Go to college, my new moniker is I'm all about that pimp sh**
Not sticking to one girl, so I guess that I gotta end it
Surrounded by girls with the booty's, it's nice to see their bodies fit!
Now that's the beat I was waiting for
Don't give them enough, always got to leave them begging for more
You're a zebra, I'm a lion, like it or not, you listen to my roar
Now you're a carca**, I'm a vulture, and over you I soar