I'm cooler than an ice cube, yeah I'm rude
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'Bout to get your head sliced, yeah I'm nice, and you 'bout to pay the price
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Like The Price Is Right, but I'm not Bob Parker
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Yes, I get down like I'm Charlie Parker
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Meaning that I'm musically inclined, if you try to get with mine
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I'm about to blow yo' head back
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Get another bullet and I spray bullet (bullet)
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And I spray back, pop, pop, click, click (drop, drop) down
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Now they lookin for your body like all over the town
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Niggaz, my name Gambini, I used to be clean
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Now I'm dirty martini, cause this (Boy Met World) like (Feeny)
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These niggaz make wishes like genie
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Nigga you know how we do, latinos, black people, and gringos
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This money stained my fingers like Cheetos
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Blast it out your speakers like Quito
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'Cause I can barely hold it all in like Speedos
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These niggaz got a lot of nerve these niggaz got a lot of speaks
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And all these skinny bitches busy shop at Anthropologie
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Who you tryin to be? I'mma take my girls to BIM and treat 'em like a V.I.P.
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Because I am a G, uhh (G, uhh)
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I start the party like Chex Mix
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Put it in your house like Netflix
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Beat, nigga, it's what's for breakfast
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Y'all niggaz got beef with this kid
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Y'all niggaz' punks and stay punks like The Misfits
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I'm way off in the distance, y'all done lost the race like McCain
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But like McCain, you used to be cool but now you lame
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It's hard to maintain ain't it? Because
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I am so much better (than before)
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My swag is so sick, you might catch it
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I'm tired of fuckin 'round with little kids like I'm Brad Pitt
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These little kids need to play in traffic
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Cause all they was was make a nigga giggle like Mad Libs
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I'm hot like an attic, in the summer
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And girls scream "sick boy" like we know each other
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But we don't know each other, you ain't my fucking brother
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We need to separate like organic peanut butter
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My lightsaber flashin, my kneecaps ashy
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And girls of the world used to walk right past me
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Now I hang with girls like my girl Kate Perry
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I might have to (Mary) (Kate) like my name (Ashley)
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These rappers don't know what they up against
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They can't see a nigga like my names Snuffleupagus
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If you don't like my shit, why the fuck you bumpin this?
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I am so much better (than before)
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You better get it clean cause this is the last straw
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And break inside house and leave your gas on
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Nigga, we NASA, cause we 'bout to blast off
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Go in the bathroom we see you peein like I'm Shasta McNasty
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Get it? UPN? Shasta McNasty?
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Nigga, I'm a master, and I'm fuckin plastered
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I don't need a fuckin beat for this, I can make my shit up
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While I go, here's the part, that I'm about to show ya
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I'm the best cause I gotta, (The Devil Wears Prada)
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And he's got a boom boom like Welcome Back, Kotter
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Leave your guy like my daughter, got cheese like frittata
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Greed and filata got ya mama
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Most rappers want the drama, but I don't want the drama
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I just want a quiet night down at Benihana
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I rap cause I gotta, dude's got nada
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I make 'em all proud like my middle name Obama
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So Much Better
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Childish Gambino |