[Verse] What's poppin'? I been comin' up like I'm Bobby Under pressure like Logic Rap is all I got, I do not have other options One direction I follow I ain't speaking 'bout a boy band Talking 'bout makin' it outta Hopelessness, when I was broke as shit without a dollar Cold winters in Chicago This the city of Gotham Without Batman and Robin No one's saving you but God, this- Life's a bitch so I pipe the chick and unfollow Off the grid so quit calling Me, no signal, so don't copy They compare me to Marshall Once again, I don't copy How much more of a martian Shoot for stars, I go Apollo Houston, we have a problem Momma's workin' too many hours, think it's time she retire I'm about to hit the lotto, get it poppin' like a tire Kill the mic, word to Myers Music's hot, I perspire Lil bitch, I'm on fire Hella nice when I'm rhymin' Lines are tight like some flyers Flow deeper than a fryer Think I need to call a diver Words delivered like a pizza box with a driver This single's 'bout to Kris Kringle my bank account when it breaks out like MacGyver Stranger things 'bout to happen, situation's so dire Will motherfuckin' Byers, comin' down to the wire Not a man, I'm a giant Buildin' my whole empire Haters try to get excited Plus she was made outta iron They throw shade, I'm still shining I'ma take 'em to the bayou Catch a fade like you Caillou Lord forgive me for what I do Your bitch getting super smashed, like she was Zelda on Hyrule What's poppin' I been Chillin' up in my cockpit More fly than a pilot Other words, I'm on top, the flight attendants wanna try it Suck my dick in the sky till, like the bird, they gon' swallow Think I'm in the Mile-High club Call 'em Mary when the fuckin' cherry gets to poppin' Umbrella with the stockings I make cheese, I make dollars, mozarella and cottage Enemies get demolished, like Khabib did to Connors So strong with my headlock, someone needs to get a locksmith Referee, call the stoppage Bitch, I ball like I'm Giannis Fling the rock like I'm Rogers When dropping back in the pocket I'ma pass around the knowledge Lyrically, I'm a scholar You would think you was in college Listenin' to me outspoken like Joe Rogan on his podcast Hulk Hogan, I'm a monster Opposition I conquer like Eminem killing Ja Rule Over Hailey, no comment Body bag and no comment We have nothin' in common I don't snitch, I don't comment You like 6ix9ine in bondage We have nothin' in common Like Israelis and Saudis, we have nothin' in common Like Obama and Donald, we have nothin' in common Chick-fil-A to McDonald's, raw dog to a condom We have nothin' in common Just me, it's not you too, and no Bono Still I started from the bottom, word to Drizzy in Toronto Used to work for the sopranos Pizza box and gelato I was really blue collar Had the heart of a lion Sang, "Hakuna Matata" This for mama and papa Sarabi and Mufasa
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