Gettin' hot in here, take off all your damn clothes
In the studio, rappin' with damn bros
I got money in it even though my hand closed
On the beat, rappin' faster than a fan go
Y-M-C-A, I'm like Rambo
Cause I'm shootin' crazy and I got handles
Doin' art on the beat, call me Mr. Van Gogh
Lost a rack, now I'm thinkin' where the band go
Rappers at the top cause they sold their damn soul
Climbin' up, I can't even get a handhold
Grocery store mobbed, I can't get a mango
What you know about Mr. Fandango
VVS earrings on me, they dangle
On the same track, goin' down the same road
I remember bein' in the truck with the payload
Hit him with a two-step, shootin' like Halo
James Harden, how I hit him with a step back
Company's ass, Brodie why you rep that
Lot of bandos that me and bro slept at
You don't know about the money you get left back
I already killed it, this ain't nothin' but a dead track
Lookin' at you, wonderin' why you said that
I'm so fly, I think I'ma join an audubon
Talent came to me, I think that I caught a bomb
Tired in the morning, Brodie, make sure that the coffee on
Brodie in jail, tweakin' when he saw his bond
Yeah, I'm gonna go make some flapjacks
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Gettin' hot in here, take off all your damn clothes
In the studio, rappin' with damn bros
I got money in it even though my hand closed
On the beat, rappin' faster than a fan go
Y-M-C-A, I'm like Rambo
Cause I'm shootin' crazy and I got handles
Doin' art on the beat, call me Mr. Van Gogh
Lost a rack, now I'm thinkin' where the band go
Rappers at the top cause they sold their damn soul
Climbin' up, I can't even get a handhold
Grocery store mobbed, I can't get a mango
What you know about Mr. Fandango
VVS earrings on me, they dangle
On the same track, goin' down the same road
I remember bein' in the truck with the payload
Hit him with a two-step, shootin' like Halo
James Harden, how I hit him with a step back
Company's ass, Brodie why you rep that
Lot of bandos that me and bro slept at
You don't know about the money you get left back
I already killed it, this ain't nothin' but a dead track
Lookin' at you, wonderin' why you said that
I'm so fly, I think I'ma join an audubon
Talent came to me, I think that I caught a bomb
Tired in the morning, Brodie, make sure that the coffee on
Brodie in jail, tweakin' when he saw his bond
Yeah, I'm gonna go make some flapjacks
In the studio, rappin' with damn bros
I got money in it even though my hand closed
On the beat, rappin' faster than a fan go
Y-M-C-A, I'm like Rambo
Cause I'm shootin' crazy and I got handles
Doin' art on the beat, call me Mr. Van Gogh
Lost a rack, now I'm thinkin' where the band go
Rappers at the top cause they sold their damn soul
Climbin' up, I can't even get a handhold
Grocery store mobbed, I can't get a mango
What you know about Mr. Fandango
VVS earrings on me, they dangle
On the same track, goin' down the same road
I remember bein' in the truck with the payload
Hit him with a two-step, shootin' like Halo
James Harden, how I hit him with a step back
Company's ass, Brodie why you rep that
Lot of bandos that me and bro slept at
You don't know about the money you get left back
I already killed it, this ain't nothin' but a dead track
Lookin' at you, wonderin' why you said that
I'm so fly, I think I'ma join an audubon
Talent came to me, I think that I caught a bomb
Tired in the morning, Brodie, make sure that the coffee on
Brodie in jail, tweakin' when he saw his bond
Yeah, I'm gonna go make some flapjacks
Writer: JUDAH SPITZER
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