Malek - Reality Shows lyrics

[Verse 1] I could do whatever now Tell me who gon' stop me I'm to real one hundred I'm too co*ky n***as nowadays can't wait to try and stop me n***as nowadays can't wait to try and block me But I'm like Jordan when it's playoff off time Coach draw up the play but the shot all mine I even get the bounce when my shot off line So much the competition just quit tryin' (uhhh) Look around muthaf**a It s**s to be you when you face that dude M to the A to the L-E-K The fadeaway like Jordan shot back in day The flow C-R-A-Z-Y like Jay Back in the day nine six nine eight (uhhh) The boy great the flow like steak A Dot Leek this belong in a crate (ayyyye) [Hook] Dot Leek this belong in a crate f** what they say do whatever it takes f** the TV and reality shows You gotta show'em how reality go Dot Leek this belong in a crate So if you gon do it, do whatever it takes f** the TV and reality shows You gotta show'em how reality go [Verse 2] I'm on a roll now In control now I gave u n***as the lowdown It's a dirty shame how I gets busy Real siddity When it comes to gettin' jiggy on a track like Biggie I'M TOO HOT!! PUN and 2PAC!! No pun intended for who we all offended My intent is to brag and boast, till it earn me house, acre, mule and boat I scope out the game from afar and lames Can't help but to rap, act and sound the same I got a sound sane n***as keep trying to tame On the block n***as tryna keep Shaq contained It's Dot Leek Oneal Told you I got sk**s On the real Leek is the real deal I appeal to the ma**es Now they hanging up banners in the rafters [Hook 2] Dot Leek this belong in a crate f** what they say do whatever it takes f** the TV and reality shows You gotta show'em how reality go Dot Leek this belong in a crate So if you gon do it, do whatever it takes f** the TV and reality shows You gotta show'em how reality go [Verse 3] Now I ride around slow Top let back wit the beat down low Wit the seat way Laid back in a lac, getting head from a pro, I dont know how to act YOU KNOW!! Girls love me like John Snow Black bubble coat chillen lookin' like a crow What i spit like blow I spit what u get the in the Caribbean from Bolivians (uuuh) I'm just listening in I'm not here pretend Nor here make amends So like, tree lines, I beeline to the top leavin' no stone unturned brick or a rock IT'S ME!! Dot leek from the D.M.V in D.C. in a B-M Holla when you see him Ridi'g thru with the crew wit me Lord KNOWS!! Ain't nobody new wit me [Hook 3] Dot Leek this belong in a crate f** what they say do whatever it takes f** the TV and reality shows You gotta show'em how reality go Dot Leek this belong in a crate So if you gon do it, do whatever it takes f** the TV and reality shows You gotta show'em how reality go