[Intro]
Haha, uh, pardon my tardiness
I was schmangin' hoes I got a f**in' problem
Yeah, yeah!
[Verse: Futuristic]
They say I got a f**in' problem, yeah so?
I'm tryna get brain, scarecrow
b**hes stuck to a n***a like Velcro
And this ain't no girl fight but she tryna get her hair pulled
There go that n***a one take Timmy
When I'm ridin' through yo city got all of my n***as with me
'No Budget' we 'bout to do it me and D-WHY out in sixty
Me and Kyle up in Tempe then off to Houston no Whitney, ah!
My words are so perfect how I a**ort 'em
I ain't ready for these new kids, f** it I just abort 'em
Always been the most important, ballin' like Michael Jordan
Got these n***as lookin' up to me but I always been the shortest...
Hmm, I'm lookin' like the n***a that you need to know
Listen and you think about your music how it needs to grow
Come out to a live performance just so you could see the show
Man I'm always recordin' just like your favorite TV show
I look good and even Stevie know, bet that
Travel the country I'm hittin' the stage, jet lag
Ice cold like hockey, red flag
Me against your favorite rapper/celebrity, d**h match
You a stupid ho, you a you a stupid ho
These n***as is commercial like a motherf**in' SuperBowl
I save myself I got real people I do it for
Signin' on the dotted line; some sh** that make you lose ya soul
I 'Lose Control' just like Missy and Ciara
My flow is so jalapeño I found it in the Sahara
I ain't with Fat Joe squad but known to bring terror
Every girl is on the voice, Christina Aguilera
(*Coughs*) I'm coughing cause I'm sickening
All my flows is toxic no pop sh** but that's Brittany
2013 I'm shining like a Christmas tree
I won't drop my album until everybody's listening
So get with me or bungee jump with dental floss
Middle finger up to every motherf**in' boss
I got sauce and I'll spray it on your mom
[Outro]
Download at onlyfuturistic
Dot come b**h a** n***a!
Haha, yo, I got a f**in' problem, sorry