[Verse] Yeah My past music's kinda old and the album's stale Now the way I do it's magic like it's dragon tales Now I got this shit locked down It can't have no bail They sayin' free Tay-K Imma send 'em back to jail (Get back to jail!)
I be writin' letters like I'm Abigail This shit's historical I'm scorin' goals like Gareth Bale Yeah my shit's so fire for (fear/free?) I do not need to have no sale (No) Yeah I make my bars and my basses so fat that they crack the scale Yeah They try to stereotype me but I ain't no average male I got asthma but I can spit 32 with just a half inhale Listenin' to my music all the newbies, they askin' what that entails (Uh...) Well, bitch, I ain't gonna rat myself out Man I ain't been no tattle tale (Snitch!)
Yeah I just keep snappin' like pop rocks I'm a sushi chef cause I got chops I will keep makin' ambiguous statements to brag Cause what else do I talk on? (Who am I?) I can't party anymore I'm too stressed So please do not invite me Better get a new guest Say I do it for attention But I tell 'em "Who guessed?" Who's next? So you're trying to do this It's a huge mess
(Damn) I got this (?) Tryin' to make sure that I get it on camera (I'm recording) Because when I can't post it all up I start apologizin' on camera (I'm sorry!) Damn I feel like the man But I think everybody says that I'm a scam Cause they loggin' on, seein' all the fans No way he did that No chance
No chance Imma just do my dance To the sass Everybody tryna do the trance No chance Somebody get they mans, please Cannot stand me I'm just bein who you can't be
Who woulda, who woulda thought Quadeca would move to the top? Who woulda, who woulda thought Now I been doin' a lot? Damn
No chance I might just fly to France Girl in the UK keep askin' me to make plans I guess I can I guess I'll do what I can I'm a god Lookin' at me like no chance No chance bitchTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.