JK The Reaper - KIDBUU lyrics

[Verse 1: J.K. The Reaper] Ever since I was younger I feel like you couldn't k** me So I feel like I'm invincible, move like I'm invisible I'm a walking mannequin with a lightsaber, I'm Anakin I show you why you a b**h if you acting like a man again b**h, I'm the man again No two specific n***as that can't stand my sh** So I made them sit out Wanna call the TV "Cribs" just to tell them get out I think it's ironic cause I ain't got my own crib But f** it I'm still more important than famous off recording And k**ing n***as in sight you got bars, but you're boring I swear to God, y'all trying so hard I do to but the difference is that I go off Slim Shady is God and Jesus is Asher Roth I'd be in the Bible too if my skin tone wasn't as dark As my thoughts Yo, I feel like KID BUU Even though my skin pink don't try to play me like a p**y Hope you got strong teeth cause you about to bite the bullet I show you how you a rookie say you in the trap cooking Really you baking cookies, I evil laugh at you n***as Oxymoron, pull a ski mask on you n***as I figure eight more bars cause yo you Kendrick ain't the only one I wrote this in the back of the Bible cause I'm the Holy One Beat you with a golf club, tryna get a hole-in-one n***a you a lesbian couple that's two holes in one And that mean you too p**y to f** with me to ill us out Took twenty-two mixtapes to show you n***as And they sound like albums but they free So H-A-O me n***a You know me n***a That's how I'm saying n***a So I'mma call you rappers bu*tcheeks Cause all you do is talk sh**, b**h I'm playing San Adreas Got Denise on my dick Yo, I should build houses the way I lay bricks I'm a wolf and you a pig Your house made of sticks I'mma roll this blunt up and I'mma blow this b**h down I want All Gold Everything, I'm Trinidad James, cause I ain't got no deal I can't deal but still I'm still here, little f**er Play this on my time you tryna edge you think you know me You can s** it I'm X-Pac and Roll Dawg's my homie Got the biggest house in the world, why, because I'm homeless I should run for president, but I ain't never voted I hope Diddy don't k** me, because I'm making the bang FANG LIFE is the name, we mastered the plan, I feel like D12 Blue and yellow purple pills all in my head, damn b**h I got the proof this ain't a spoof, gimme the loot, gimme the loot b**h I'm Biggie in this booth I need more room So I can get tatted up just like you Wear studded hats and leather chaps just like you Wear Versace, buy myself some Pyrex too With a jean jacket, to match my douchebag shoes Get into fashion so I can b**h like Kanye too And you can call me a genius For making grown-man pants diapers And find a s*utty celeb, and wife her A drop an album called Yeezus with no artwork And watch your stupid, dumb a** buy it I hate rich n***as, and I hate rich n***a problems Cause unlike Drake I'm broke and still at the bottom f**, somebody teach me how to stunt All I know is dirty Vans and f**ing sh** up This rap game is so a** now I'mma f** this sh** up And nobody making hot sh** no God y'all s** Shoutout to Big K.R.I.T. best song of the year is Mount Olympus Y'all stuck I feel like I'm Scrooge McDuck Taking shots but a duck I feel sick when I spit, b**h I might throw up Everybody wanna make it, you got it, good luck Ey, ey, I teach you how to stunt I'm Evel Knievel with this b**h Keep screaming, I k** Vageta, I don't really give a f** [?] the way you can k** me is to get in my head Now I don't really give a f** b**h, I don't really give a f** Pyramid posse I don't really give a f**