Stop tugging on my shirt, that's Givenchy
That's three plus three
That's six hundred for the t-shirt
Please keep it secret, don't call my mother
I copped that shit, won't cop another
'Cause mom still workin' a job this summer
And she belong at the beach
Toes all in the sand
Mommy told me since thirteen I was grown motherfuckin' man
Groupie in the van, baby on my hand, Lady and the Tram
Damn, maybe all the glam made me what I am
And pay me in advance, take a fucking chance
Brady with the hand
I spit at the camera, I feel like I'm Pac
After my own dance, I don't Millie-Rock
Step out of line then I be on the dot
I'm clean with the shots!
Incognito (-nito)
Don't know where that he go (he go)
She go down, torpedo
I get long neck like flamingo (-mingo)
I be on top of the steeple (steeple)
I do it all for the ego (ego)
I do it all for my ego (ego)
I do it all for my ego (ay!)
I'ma do it only for the people who be lookin' at me like the competition and they
wishin' I don't pop
I'ma get a 'Rarri and a Bentley and a Audi just to put them back of the video as a
prop
I don't even know about the cars but I'ma get them all just to look in the garage
I'ma get a droptop just to be closer to God
He gon' be lookin' at me, he gon' be givin' me props
He gon' be giving me jobs
He gon' be giving me guap
He gon' be giving me bitches, they gon' be giving me top
I think I'm son of a gun, I think I'm son of a God
And I'ma be coming back if they put me up on a cross
Put me up in the chapel
Put me up in the castle
I'ma be on the horsey, put me up on the saddle
Tell me who want to battle
If it isn't a hassle, tell me who is the GOAT, and I'ma kill off the cattle
I'ma kill off a hero, now they saying I'm evil
To me though I'm like Dolly Lama
He float just like agua, agua
Deepthroat just like anaconda
They want me to be down and under, but I jump right in with a cowabunga
I'ma come out clean, never doubt or wonder
I'ma kill them all, then I count the number
And I don't care if it's thousand gunners
And a semi automatic with the sound of thunder
I'ma get my cash like a bounty hunter
If you prayed for my fall you are out of luck-a
And my stomach growl like I'm out of supper
I'm power-hungry, this power-hunger
I eat whatever my mouth is up to
Drink sewer water right out the gutter
I'm a basket case, I'm a magic maker
Smooth as potato with an ounce of butter
I'm dirty dirty, you now will suffer
I make you cry just to shower under, motherfucker
Incognito (-nito)
Don't know where that he go (he go)
She go down, torpedo
