[Intro]
Uhhh
I like weed, I like s**
Now that that's out of the f**ing way
What's up with these white rappers nowadays?
They let you talk all the sh** about them and they never respond
Well me I got your back
I'm Arabic, with a lack of melanin
You go first, I'm a gentleman
Hit you in your jaw before you build any adrenaline…
[Verse 1]
Unpack the drug paraphernalia
Get high and feel I should prolly marry Iggy Azalea…
Seems appropriate we just appropriate together
Cuz apparently they can't appreciate we rapping better
Is it my fault I prefer a dap to a handshake?
Or resonate with the ghetto's pact to the landscape?
Damn straight, couldn't give a f** about a damn race
Bullets like some questions and I'm riddling the damn fakes…
You at the top n***a yeah right
You just sitting first place at the red light (yeah)
That just means you missed the green one
And yeah I'm a mean one, I'm like Mr. Grinch spitting termites
Everybody knows I'm a motherf**ing monster
Cept that ain't a metaphor—blood to the ground floor
Stole her breath and left that blonde who*e blue
Fly to d**h like a condor do, I make due
[Hook]
How I haven't come around yet is beyond me
Started from the D now I'm south in New Orleans
Bling to the ground kneel down I'm astounding
And I'm the best, I don't need no caucus
For now I'm just parading through these streets like Bacchus
[Verse 2]
I was knock—knocking on heaven's door
They told me go to hell—and now I'm back from it
n***a Baphomet, so what you laughing at?
Light skin? sh** I'm Riff Raffing it
And so it's back to the rap, I'm the bomb I rock
You need some help, well b**h you should go ask God
Cuz if you act up I'ma put you back on the block to walk
Now she thinks she's Lady Marmalade…
I got the hoes I'm farmer John, they
Bring me cheese that parmesan, they
Bend the knee like Game of Thrones
And all day they just pick up phones
I make loans, flip the coco—and load the fofo
I'm the motherf**ing hip hop Mafioso–better know so
And yeah I admire your faith
But we both know the cops a no show, so baby go home
[Hook]
How I haven't come around yet is beyond me
Started from the D now I'm south in New Orleans
Bling to the ground kneel down I'm astounding
And I could weep for how cheap that talk is
For now I'm just parading through these streets like Bacchus
[Bridge]
So come ride
And hear the guitar cry
And watch the beat die
I'm talking crime scene tape 'round the studio n***a
Said how the f** you think I'm steady getting through to you
Man I don't give a f** how bad your luck is you could f** with me
I hit them with the c'est la vie
Got a problem? You could roll up good
If I could fit the whole tree in the bowl I would
[Hook]
How I haven't come around yet is beyond me
Started from the D now I'm south in New Orleans
Bling to the ground kneel down I'm astounding
And I'm the best I don't need no caucus
For now I'm just parading through these streets like Bacchus