Back in this bitch shape-shiftin' once again...
(Just havin' fun)
I got the purpose!
And that's why I'm workin'
You don't got no balls lil fella,
You don't get no service (no)
You don't get no service (Oh, no!)
You don't get no service (Oh, no!)
You don't get no service
Yeah, I got the purpose,
And that's why I'm workin'
You don't got no balls lil fella,
You don't get no service (no)
Heavy, heavy, heavy, heavy, I got gravity
I might tell your hoe to fall through...
She say, "Mr. Shape, I changed my number just to call you!"
Had to roll in alcohol, I had to call the whole crew,
After all it's Dragon Ball man, I just hope it Goku!
Chillin' like I'm crillin', watching Villains on my Roku
Building on a billion-dollar strategy to toast to--
Van Jizzle belly drink,
Jizzle like to smoke,
Jizzle like to mix some good ol' black magic with his quotes
(Safety first)
I was listening to bella bars in a Chevy car goin' hella hard
With some Lil Baby and some G herbs
Smokin' Reptar, that's the green monster
I got Walmarts in my repertoire
(What that mean?)
That mean I got a whole lot in store
You ain't flexin' kid, whatchu bitin' for?
This a million-dollar like-platinum voice,
I should get insurance on my vocal chords
Wavepool, your flow is forced
My shit like a river course
Whitewater intensive, course
Safe and sound we on deck, everybody else thrown overboard
Or jump ship on some punk shit
Yeah, sleeping on me only cumbersome
What's the rain when the thunder come?
Brainstorm when I mumble, hum, sing, or put the p in under-thumb
Hol-up, um, wait--
Coop the color of the jet, though
Jet the color of the vet, though
Vet the color of a vampire in a mirror tell me where it's at, though
I just spit a riddle that sweet
Workin' out on beats, I'm a rap-lete,
I just killed a rapper on an
Accidental, bodybag stinkin' up the backseat
I got the purpose!
And that's why I'm workin'
You don't got no balls lil fella,
You don't get no service (no)
You don't get no service (Oh, no!)
You don't get no service (Oh, no!)
You don't get no service (Oh, no!)
You don't get no service (Oh, no!)
Yeah, I got the purpose,
And that's why I'm workin'
You don't got no balls lil fella,
You don't get no service (no)
You don't get no service (Oh, no!)
You don't get no service (Oh, no!)
You don't get no service (Oh, no!)
You don't get no service (Oh, no!)
All this future in my system, I think I might be psychic
Straight charisma when she see me, I think she just might like it
All these people in my face, man I could use me some quiet
Alton Sterling on my conscience, need a moment of silence...
If I had a dollar every time they told me wait my turn,
I said, "I'll make it on my own, bitch I am not concerned!"
Usher Raymond my regrets, I had to let that burn
Had a vigil for the stress, my ashtray is an urn
What I gotta do, what I gotta show,
That I can spit it fast, spit it slow,
Till they say I can't go no mo',
Then I switch flows and my life is a film with a solo-role,
Shot with an old GoPro, stumpin' at broke five broke
Silver chain on with the soul rose-gold
Turn down deals, should've sold my poems and enlarge my home
You ain't gotta charge my dome, it's already known
Errybody know it's microphones,
And all the chromosomes gon' get the cortisone
I've been itchin' to record a song
Since morn', it's apparent like a chaperone
Ain't no category for it, I'm a stand-alone
So low-key, like a baritone
I don't share thorn with a Medicone,
Take ya ass home and get God on the telephone, bitch
I got the purpose
And that's why I'm workin'
You don't got no balls lil fella
You don't get no service (no)
You don't get no service (Oh, no!)
You don't get no service (Oh, no!)
You don't get no service (Oh, no!)
You don't get no service (Oh, no!)
Yeah, I got the purpose
And that's why I'm workin'
You don't got no balls lil fella
You don't get no service (no)
You don't get no service (Oh, no!)
You don't get no service (Oh, no!)
You don't get no service (Oh, no!)
You don't get no service (Oh, no!)